Just so you know, the ticket agent told us,
next time you fly, reserve his ticket under his full name, including Emerson. She pointed at the boy.
She had been on the phone for a long time talking in hushed whispers, clearly trying to clear up some sort of security issue.
I looked at Trudy and she looked at me. It was pretty clear what the agent was implying, but I couldn't resist. I looked at the agent.
Just him? I asked.
The agent looked at us with a blank expression.
I can't go into details, she said.
Just include Emerson.
And with that, she handed us our boarding passes.
Flying from Austin to Ottawa for winter break.
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