The woman sitting beside me on a plane bound for Toronto fell asleep as we taxied out onto the runway. We were tenth in line to takeoff, so we were on the runway for quite a while.
Just before it was our turn to takeoff, the pilot announced that the plane was experiencing problems with the brakes, and we would need to return to the terminal.
When the plane finally came to a stop at the gate, the woman beside me woke up.
"Wow," she said. "I slept through that whole flight!"
I smiled. “No, I'm afraid we’re still in New York. We haven’t gone anywhere yet.”
The look on her face... such disappointment.
I was just so very happy to be the one to break the bad news to her.