We Have a Situation

I doze through the mild turbulence until the plane jolts me awake with a huge bang. We lurch sideways, the passengers unwise enough to leave their seatbelts loose or unbuckled hurtling headlong into the aisle. The engines scream like tornado sirens.

I struggle against the mounting g-force to lift my head. I stare into the ghastly face of the flight attendant as she crab-walks down the aisle gripping the seatbacks like a kid on the monkey bars. “Stay calm,” she yells, her voice cracking with the strain.

The intercom crackles and the captain comes on, his voice a laconic drawl.

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7 thoughts on “We Have a Situation

  1. Must be going through a terrible turbulence. The fact that captain is still speaking may suggest you will be safe. Good luck!

  2. The stuff of nightmare – and all you want is for the captain to tell you there’s nothing to worry about. I can feel the panic.

  3. The stuff of nightmare – and all you want is for the captain to tell you there’s nothing to worry about. I can feel the panic.

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