I blinked, unsure if I had heard him correctly. “You… you want to help?”
“Yes,” he nodded, a reassuring smile on his face. “I’m a father myself. I know how tough it can be.” His words were like a warm embrace, melting away the tension that had been building since we boarded.
He knelt down to Emma’s level, his eyes soft and understanding. “Hey there, little one. How about we see if you’d like to meet the co-pilot?” he asked, gesturing towards the cockpit. Emma’s eyes went wide with curiosity, momentarily distracted from her restlessness. She nodded, a tiny smile peeking through her initial shyness.
