It had taken less than a minute to ask for what I needed.
I gathered my handbag and book. Henry rose to let me through.
“I heard her ask him to move,” Henry told the attendant.
“Thank you,” I said, surprised he’d spoken.
He nodded.
“I should’ve said something sooner.”
The attendant walked me to the empty seat and checked that my bag fit underneath the seat ahead. I sat down and stretched my leg.
Nothing was pressing against it.
“Would you like some water?” she asked.
“I’d appreciate that.”
She’d barely stepped away when Josh returned. He stopped at his row, stared at the empty window seat, then spotted me behind him.
His face turned dark red.
“What the hell did you do?!”
Heads turned. I kept my voice steady.
“I asked to move. There was another seat available.”
“You went behind my back?”
“I didn’t need to discuss my seat with you.”
