CHAPTER 3
T minus 2 hours 12 minutes
Kennedy watched while the flight attendant escorted the family down the aisle toward the exit. She had never seen anything like that happen before and couldn’t stop an uneasy feeling from sloshing around in her gut, the same foreboding Scrooge must have experienced at the London Stock Exchange when he listened to the businessmen joke about their colleague’s lonesome death. She was glad her roommate was giving BO Dude an Academy Award-worthy lecture against racism, or else Willow probably would have shoved her sermon down Kennedy’s throat instead.
Getting a family of six off the plane took a quarter of an hour at least before the captain made his first address to the passengers. It was the typical stuff Kennedy had learned to tune out after a decade o
