Flight Attendant Sees Her Father On The Plane – What She Discovers Next Leaves Her Reeling!
Natalie’s voice trembled. “Tell me I’m not crazy.”
Cassandra gave her a long look. “Natalie… maybe it’s just too soon. We’d understand if you took more time off.”
“No, no, no… that’s not it,” Natalie muttered, fumbling with the clasp of her locket. She slid out a small, worn photograph and held it for a beat before turning it toward Cassandra.
“Doesn’t he look like my dad?” she whispered, pointing toward seat 37A.
Cassandra’s brows knit together, her mouth parting as if to dismiss the idea—until her gaze dropped to the creased photo in Natalie’s palm.
“Oh my gosh,” Cassandra breathed, covering her mouth. “That man… he looks exactly like your father. How is that even possible?”
“That’s what I’ve been asking myself,” Natalie replied, relief flickering in her chest. At least Cassandra saw it too—it wasn’t just her grief twisting reality.
But if it truly wasn’t her imagination… could it be? Had her father somehow survived and simply didn’t recognize her?
Her pulse quickened with dangerous hope. She looked down at the business card in her hand—the one he had given her.
“Kevin Jones,” it read in bold print. CEO of a staffing and recruitment company.
Her father had never been anywhere near the corporate world. Winston Garcia had devoted his life to helping others—working at a shelter for ex-convicts, guiding them back into society. Kevin Jones’s life was worlds apart.
Unless… Natalie’s lips twitched with a humorless chuckle. Unless he’d staged his death, taken a new name, and reinvented himself entirely. But even then, how could he become a CEO in just a year?
No—it was absurd. And yet, absurdity had walked onto her plane that day wearing her father’s face.
