Kesha’s eyes remained steady. “I’m sorry if I caused any delay,” she said softly. “My baby’s been unwell. We’re trying to settle before takeoff.”
Her voice was measured, respectful, but the situation continued to escalate. The attendant insisted she was out of order and threatened to have her removed. The crowd murmured, unsure whose side to take.
The attendant noticed and frowned. “Ma’am, please follow instructions. We have a schedule to maintain.”
When Judgment Speaks Louder Than Facts
The captain soon entered the cabin to assess the disturbance. Like many in authority, he instinctively trusted his crew’s account. He asked the mother to comply or risk removal before departure.
Kesha remained calm. “I understand,” she said, “but before you make that decision, you might want to verify my passenger status.”
The attendant gave a dismissive shake of the head. “We know what we’re doing, ma’am.”
The captain motioned for security personnel to board. The mother looked down at her baby, smiled faintly, and whispered, “Almost time, sweetheart.”
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