The Tyler had been flying commercial planes for almost nine years, and somehow, in all that time, our seven-year-old son Mason had never boarded one of his flights. That detail was eaten up inside. Every time his father packed his travel suitcase, Mason followed him around the house like a shadow, with the same stack of repeated questions until fatigue.lksr
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“You fly the big plane today, Dad?”
“Not today, champion, but sometimes you do.
“And the passengers know you’re my dad?”
“Truly, no.lk
Why not?
Tyler always let out a short laugh and said the same thing, “Maybe some of them will meet you one day.
The idea that seemed innocent
When Tyler mentioned passing that he would have a short flight to Chicago on a Saturday, with a few hours of rest before returning that same night, I came up with the perfect surprise. I bought two tickets on your flight without telling you anything. Mason almost exploded with emotion when I secretly explained the plan.
