at me.
“To meet you.”
I couldn’t speak.
Grandma explained.
I had been born early in the morning on March thirteenth.
When Mom called Boston, Grandpa immediately said he was getting on the next available flight.
Grandma was supposed to travel with him.
They had booked 34A and 34B.
But the night before, she became ill.
Frank wanted to stay home.
She insisted he go.
At the gate, her unused seat was reassigned to an eight-year-old boy traveling alone.
Danny.
Frank called her before boarding.
“He told me the boy
