“I apologize for the delay, sir. Here’s your coffee……” Kristin had only begun to speak when the cup slid from her grasp and dropped on the floor.
“What the heck is wrong with you? Are you out of your mind? Can’t you see that there’s someone seated here?” yelled a passenger who had been a victim of the coffee spill.
But instead of providing the man a tissue to wipe himself, Kristin stood paralyzed.
“This – This can’t be true, Kristin! You must be dreaming!” she muttered to herself as her fellow attendant Cassandra arrived.
