Leigh said to the flight attendant who met her at the door to her flight. “I know I’m so late. I really appreciate you waiting for me.” “Thank Senator Cody.” The woman smiled as if just saying his name was exciting. “We were going to take off without you, but he convinced the pilot to wait a few minutes longer.” “I’ll be certain to thank him.” Leigh stepped aside as the male flight attendant, not interested in being nice, reached for the door. “Please take your seat,” he said. “You’re in Three-B.” The woman gestured toward the first-class section. “I’ll take your bag and put it in the overhead.” Leigh handed her the bag and rushed down the aisle. “How nice of you to join us,” Max said as she approached. Leigh looked up and realized that he was in 3A. “Did you do this?” “Do what?” “Never mind.” She sat down quickly, shoving her purse underneath the chair in front of her. “You’re welcome,” he said. “I know you got the plane to wait.”
