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too,” she said, making me internally groan.  I didn’t even have the window to help me escape. I had the aisle, the seat in front of me, and my chatty annoying co-worker.
    Sighing under my breath, I nodded to her. “To be fair, I didn’t offer to take pictures for the students.  They only told me about that part of it after I already agreed to take pictures for the yearbook.” I did not like that at all, and I’m not looking forward to it.  In my mind, if some kid doesn’t have a camera for their own pictures, that’s their problem.
    Mrs. Marshall talked to me about this trip, my agenda, and my role of taking photos. She would open up a long discussion about literally anything I honestly didn’t care about.
    “You see,” she continued in what was becoming a long conversation about her family drama.  “Georgie was only trying to defend me.  He explained to Melany that it wasn’t my fault she was ripped off.  The Brashling Drycleaners was a very reliable place that I always went to.  How was I supposed to know they were just going to shut down, board up, leave, and rip her off?  I didn’t!”
    My mind started to drift as she went on with her story. Despite not caring too much, I understood where she was coming from, and was able to give her a sad smile. “I’m sure it will be okay.  Silly drama like that exists in every family,” I said, knowing all too well about that.  “Eventually it will get better.  Your son sounds like an honest man and if his wife knows that, she will come around.”
    “I know it’s just ridiculous that things like that even have to come up.  It’s like she wanted to start trouble.”
    “Well right.  Some people like creating drama because it makes their lives less boring,” I nodded.  Jill fit that description almost perfectly, which was unfortunate.
    “That’s why I—” she begin until she was cut off.  I most likely would have accepted that under any other circumstances.  However, she along with everyone was interrupted as the plane began rocking and shaking slightly.
    Looking away from Mrs. Marshall, I lowered my eyebrows and looked around.  My slightly shaky vision had taken in many wide eyes before my attention was directed a few feet in front of me in the aisle. The flight attendant looked unsteady. “Only slight turbulence, ladies, and gentlemen. It should be over in a minute.  Please remain in your seats,” she announced over the speakers.
    Oh, wonderful.  I gritted my teeth after that announcement because I knew what happened was going to stick with the kids. I could already hear their overdramatic and ridiculous outbursts of panic from behind me over nothing. I loved teaching, but one downside of it was dealing with a lot of immature students.
    However, I became skeptical of the flight attendant’s claim a minute later, and I stopped judging the students.  The shaking continued and even rougher.  Everyone started to panic, and it only got worse.  I was trying hard to relax as the plane rocked a bit more. It started tilting sharply to the right, making shouts erupt out of the majority of the people on board!  Thankfully, I was strained under the placement of my belt, at least it stopped me from tumbling towards the! Jesus, what is going on? This is not turbulence!
    Gripping the seat in front of me with one hand and bracing my other against the armrest, my mind began to race.  The shaking wasn’t stopping so I had more than a right to start worrying!  What was happening?  More importantly in my spiraling mind… is Janice okay?
    This death trap shifted left abruptly, making my eyes wide and my breath loud and unsteady.  When I didn’t think my worry for Janice could skyrocket any more, it did with the plane tilting back to the right.  Almost completely sideways, this time, making me shut my eyes as tightly as I could!  How could this happen?  Was this truly happening?! The screams around me echoed through my insides. My mind turns to