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and the girl at the counter is a ridiculous flirt. She likes my unusual eye color so
much; she upgrades me to first class with VIP treatment. Free. Of. Charge.
I settle in next to a sweet old lady adorned in expensive jewelry and perfectly
coiffed hair. I’ve never flown first class. I can afford it but don’t want to afford it.
I stretch out in my plush chair and sip my drink. I can get used to this. They just
might make a believer out of me.
We take off after the inflight instructions. The lack of sleep jumps me so
suddenly that I am out before we reach the cruising altitude.