When Leslie passed the bathroom door, she heard a high-pitched mewling sound. Then again.
“There’s no way there’s a cat on the plane… it must be something else,” she mumbled.
Amy knocked on the bathroom door. When nobody replied, she opened it and peeked inside. A second later, she screamed.
Leslie quickly realized that the shuddering bundle that had startled Amy was a little boy. He’d been crying and looked up at her with tearful eyes.
