Melissa's POVOnce I left the terminal, I regained the signal on my phone.Immediately, I received a notification that my best friend, Hailey Winters, had uploaded something on her Instagram."I'm in a terrible mood today. If only the entire city of Gradenburg could drown in the rain with me."Overhead, the heavy clouds finally unleashed their burden, the pouring rain instantly drenching my uniform.Soon, blood seeped through the gauze on my wrist. I received this injury the 98th time the flight was delayed, when a passenger hit me with their suitcase.The scratches on my face that hadn't yet healed were from the 80th time the flight was delayed.Then there was that time I ended up with two broken ribs after some passengers beat me up for yet another delay.In the span of six years, the flights I was supposed to be piloting ended up getting delayed 99 times.Every time, I would end up returning home with new injuries, and every time, Samuel Zayner, my husband, would tend to my
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