A Little First Class Goes a Long Way

My travel woes vanished as soon as I boarded my long flight from Paris to Detroit. Through all the re-booking of my canceled flights, I miraculously ended up with a first class seat. Oh heavenly, heavenly day. As I looked wondrously at the recliner I would sit in, the flight attendant took my coat and hung it up. He came back to ask if I’d like a glass of champagne. I think I cried inside with joy and a flower bloomed in my heart.