say, i believe them, and i am sorry they have been so hurt.
as we land and are grabbing our things to exit the plane, i hear this older guy turn to the younger woman and ask her, “do you have a ride to the hotel?” that’s it! i turn around and just stare at him until he looks at me. he stops. of course he does, that would be more of a fair verbal exchange. as we get off the plane, she follows me to the bathroom and as we wash our hands, she smiles at me in the mirror. am i ready to experience all of this up close 