Brandon.I flipped through the pages of the newspapers, trying my best to distract myself from the crying of this woman's baby by my side. This was fucking first class for god's sake. I was supposed to be comfortable. Not trying to tolerate a whiny kid. As if the child could hear my inner musings, his wailing went up a higher notch and I was finally past my limits. "Ma'am, could your child please tone it down?" I asked politely. The woman gave me an incredulous look like she couldn't believe I was even talking to her. "Well, Mr. I would if I could. You can clearly see that the child's wailing is not in my hands," she replied stiffly. I ran a hand through my hair. “But it's bothering my flight. Isn't there something you could do? Like maybe, feed him or something?" I asked kindly once again. This time the woman's look was of pure contempt, she turned to face me while saying, "You clearly have no children for you to say something like this Sir. Your wife must be very unfortun
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