We reach the airport, and everyone is still hounding Chevelle about where she slept last night. She’s going with the story that she slept in her room and sneaked out early for a walk on the beach, then got breakfast and enjoyed some Chevelle time.
In reality, we woke up late and everyone was up by the time we figured out her key card didn’t work. Apparently Grandma Ethel thought she’d been abducted and didn’t want anyone to get into the room. I think Ethel just wanted to catch Chevelle in whatever she thought she was up to.
The airport is a zoo when we walk in. A lot of people looked pissed off, and I see that there are a few canceled flights on the board. By the time we get to our ticket agent, the woman looks as if she’s about a minute away from quitting.
“The plane has been overbooke
