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"
It
’
s
regulations
,
sir
.
Here
,
let
me
help
you
.
"
"
No
!
I
’
ll
do
it
myself
.
"
"
No
.
.
.
that
one
goes
through
here
.
"
"
Wait
,
uh
.
.
.
.
Okay
.
"
Ridiculous
.
There
’
s
nothing
to
be
afraid
of
.
Seat
belt
isn
’
t
too
tight
—
doesn
’
t
hurt
.
Why
should
putting
on
the
damned
seat
belt
be
so
terrifying
?
That
,
and
the
vibrations
of
the
plane
taking
off
.
Anxiety
all
out
of
proportion
to
the
situation
.
.
.
so
it
must
be
something
.
.
.
what
?
.
.
.
flying
up
into
and
through
dark
clouds
.
.
.
fasten
your
seat
belts
.
.
.
strapped
down
.
.
.
straining
forward
.
.
.
odor
of
sweaty
leather
.
.
.
vibrations
and
a
roaring
sound
in
my
ears
.
Through
the
window
—
in
the
clouds
—
I
see
Charlie
.
Age
is
difficult
to
tell
,
about
five
years
old
.
Before
Norma
.
.
.
"
Are
you
two
ready
yet
?
"
His
father
comes
to
the
doorway
,
heavy
,
especially
in
the
sagging
fleshiness
of
his
face
and
neck
.
He
has
a
tired
look
"
I
said
,
are
you
ready
?
"
"
Just
a
minute
,
"
answers
Rose
.
"
I
’
m
getting
my
hat
on
.
See
if
his
shirt
is
buttoned
,
and
tie
his
shoelaces
.
"
"
Come
on
,
let
’
s
get
this
thing
over
with
.
"
