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CHAPTER 12 The flight attendant made one more announcement, another apology for the few minutes’ delay. We’re not in the air yet. The door to the gate isn’t even closed. I could get off now. Pretend like I need to use the bathroom in the front of the plane, then walk away and never look back … Except I know I can’t do that. At least, I know I shouldn’t do that. When I became a Christian, Russel assured me that God freed me from the sins of my past. That means I don’t have to be terrified anymore, do I? I wonder if Russel would have told me those same comforting platitudes if he knew who I really am. I stare down the aisle, stare at that open door as if it’s my last connection to safety. If those attendants shut that gate, if I just sit here and fly out to Detroit and meet my in-laws an