Hattie Durham, flight attendant, Left Behind

I began as a flight attendant at 19, I learned quickly how to be a flight attendant, I had skill and wit, I knew I was attractive and I would use that to help with the problem passengers that reared up every now and then, I had intelligence and charisma, I was also sharp and intelligent, at the time of the vanishings, I was 21, but don't think my age makes me innocent and naive, I know how to play the game of love and romance. affairs and one time lovers. I would pick or choose, but what I really wanted was someone to spend the rest of their life, the rest of your life, with me, thus as you were often on my flights, I tried to talk to you as well as sneak the better drinks and snacks to you, quite a few times when I had a break, I would come sit with you and talk, the more you talked to me, the more you wanted me, on this flight before the vanishings, I had made the decision to give you my phone number, hoping we might be able to get together in London and go out to dinner together, though I wasn't a religious person, I prayed hoping your feelings for me was as strong as my feelings for you, when the vanishings occurred, I was at first in a panic, I looked to you and with a nod from you to me, I got control of myself and was starting to take names of those who vanished, when I learned from the pilot that there was vanishings all over the world, I had to use all my strength to continue taking care of what needed to be done right there on the plane, when the plane would reach the airport in Chicago, I would first help the passengers and then try to find a way to call to my family in San Francisco to see about their situation. I please myself that I am beautiful, but I know loves often go their ways and time ages the body and soul. When the plane was turning back and heading back to Chicago, our plane hit turbulence and I was about to fall when you leaped to catch me before I could hit my head or sprain an ankle, just being in your arms made me want to hold tight.