Bringing Her Home
Language: en
Flying home for the holidays with my girlfriend to meet my parents. After we took off, I went to the restroom. When I came out, the woman in the seat next to me was gone. I called a flight attendant, but she insisted I had boarded the plane alone. I asked the other passengers. They all said the seat beside me had been empty the entire time. But I know, I’m absolutely certain, that I got on this plane with my girlfriend. She had just peeled an orange for me, telling me to eat it when I got back from the restroom. How could she have just vanished? I stared at the peeled orange on my tray…