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After Lycia fell asleep, I rose from the bed and headed into the cabin of the plane, unable to sleep.

Evelyn looked up as soon as she saw me. “May I get you something?”

I nodded, letting out a deep breath as I sat in the club chair next to the window and leaned back to relax. “Bourbon, neat.”

A smile lit her lips. “Coming right up.” She darted behind the curtain and was back a moment later. “If you’re worried about Lycia and the baby, ...