A few hours later the history repeated itself. However, at that hour the child had had a few hours of sleep in her eyes and wouldn’t give up her demands. The poor creature kept screaming, ‘…mommy, daddy, mommy, daddy….’ I took a walk and walked and walked and walked. People around me were rolling their eyes, shaking their heads, pointing towards the family. The Parents amazed me. The Father fed the small one, took him/her into his arms and got up to stand in the aisle. The Mother, however, was sitting still, her eyes closed as if nothing was happening. There was no seatbelt sign on.
I decided to dare disturb the Mother. I shook her arm, leaned towards her and asked, ‘Excuse me, is this your child?’. … More Child-free Flights?