The Arraignment
“I gaze out the tiny oval window and listen to the drone of the twin jet engines as we skim above humid thunderheads, wondering where we are and what is beneath us.Adam is asleep on the couch across from me, a seat belt loosely draped over his midsection and buckled on the outside of a blanket that covers him. Shoes off, his stocking feet are sticking out beyond the end of the blanket.He is a man grown accustomed to the finer things. It’s what a life of privilege can do. He has no sense of airpo...rt security lines that look like a scene from Gandhi. If I told him they stopped serving meals on trays with real silverware, I don’t think he would believe me. If you suggested that security now prevents even the use of plastic utensils on airliners, his first question would be, “How are you supposed cut your steak?” Man out of touch with the world.His mouth is open, sleeping like a baby. I suspect he is snoring, though with the sound of the engines, I can’t hear it.I look at the stars, holes in the dark sky, and finally doze off.The next thing I know, Adam is shaking me by my good arm.MoreLess
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