We’ve been in the air for four hours when I suddenly felt something warm and wet near my elbow.
I looked down and froze.
Five bare toes were lying completely calmly on my armrest.
At first I thought I thought.
But then I felt a terrible smell.
I turned around.
Behind me sat an extremely full woman of fifty-five. Her huge belly almost completely filled the chair, her legs wide spaced, and a short pink T-shirt barely covered her body.
In her hand, she held a large bag of chips. On the floor there were empty packages, napkins and food residues.
The woman, who was called Linda, listened to music in the headphones and constantly chewed something.
“I’m sorry, could you get your foot off my armrest?” I asked politely.