A young woman mocked my age at the airport, then spent our entire flight throwing her long hair into my face and food. She thought a 73-year-old woman couldn’t fight back. Good thing I’d made one very unusual purchase at duty-free.

my way.

But two hours earlier, nothing in the world could have led to this.

Every head in the cabin turned my way.

***

Two hours earlier, I was standing in a duty-free line with a little present for my granddaughter.

The line was crawling. The reason stood right in front of me.

She was maybe twenty-eight, with blonde hair down to the back of her knees and a phone held at arm’s length.

The case said BRITTANY in rhinestones, in case she forgot.

“Okay, guys, help me choose. This one