Henry felt a sense of reassurance for the first time since his wife’s passing. In the midst of turbulence, both on the plane and in his heart, he had found a moment of calm, anchored by the unlikely presence of a teenage boy.

As the flight began its descent into Zurich, Henry knew this encounter had been serendipitous. He reached into his briefcase, pulling out one of his business cards. Handing it to Mason, he said, “If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to contact me. You’ve been a blessing tonight.”

Mason accepted the card with a grateful nod, folding it carefully into his pocket. “Thank you, sir. And good luck with everything.”