The Man Who Could See The Clocks

THE AIRPLANE

          One day Grayson was informed that he would have to fly to Chicago for a business trip/ He stood in line to board the plane when he noticed something. Every persons clock had dropped to 40 minutes and 17 seconds. By the time he wrapped his head around what was going to happen it was his turn to show the ticket.

          "Um ma'am is there any way that they could postpone of cancel this flight?" Grayson asked beginning to sweat.

          "I'm sorry sir, it's too late. Is there a problem?" the flight attendant asked, her plastic smile never fading.

         "Oh in that case I can't- I don't want to go on this flight." 

         "Well in that case sir you can get a complete refund at customer service." The flight attendant replied, her eyes hinted with confusion. 

         Grayson trudged to customer service his eyes beginning to tear up. He collected his refund and offered a little prayer for all those boarding the plane. He watched as a little girl, no older than four, walk into the plane holding onto her dad's hand with a little bright pink backpack. She looked so excited, she was so young. 

           He sat in the airport and cried shamelessly. 40 minutes and 17 seconds later there was a mad rush of flight attendants and pilots running about, within five minutes all the news channels were on the scene of the crash. While watching one reporter he caught a glimpse of a bright pink backpack in the corner of the screen.