Before Lena could respond, Jess pushed her back up the aisle. “I will go with you,” she said reassuringly. Lena was grateful for the support because she had no idea what to do. With a nervous smile, she crouched next to the mystery passenger.
She stared at his face, trying to find the words, but no sound came out. All she could do was gaze at the man who was wearing her dead husband’s face. “Can I help you?” he finally said after an awkwardly long silence.
Cassandra sensed Lena’s hesitation and stepped in, “Yes, you can help. We apologize for the intrusion, but I’m afraid you bear an uncanny resemblance to someone important to one of our flight attendants. It’s quite shocking.”
