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I was elbow-deep in diaper bags at the time.
The contrast couldn’t have been more painful.
She turned to me with that smile, the one that never quite reached her eyes. “Oh, Lauren, don’t look so glum! Economy isn’t that bad.
Besides, you’ll have the children to keep you busy.”
I wanted to scream, but instead I nodded and went back to packing wipes. Looking back, my silence was the biggest mistake I could’ve made.
On the morning of the flight, Derek and Cynthia arrived at the airport looking fresh, glowing, and completely unburdened by reality.
Derek gave me a quick peck on the cheek, already eyeing the business lounge entrance. “Have fun!” he said, and then he was gone.
Fun? I stood there with Emily clinging to my leg, Max demanding snacks, and Lucy already crying.
The flight was six hours of pure nightmare.
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