Three rows back, a woman in economy closed her eyes as the crying hit her chest like a punch.
Claire Bennett.
Early 30s. Hair pulled back. Eyes exhausted in a way sleep could never fix.
She had been a pediatric nurse — the kind people begged for in NICU hallways.
Until six months ago, when her own baby didn’t wake up from a nap.
Claire wasn’t looking for drama.
She’d gone to a grief conference in New York.
She was just trying to get home without falling apart in public.
But that cry was different.
That cry was distress.
Claire opened her eyes and whispered, almost to herself:
“That baby needs help.”
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