“You Look Tired, Sir,” Said the Little Girl on the Plane—The CEO Didn’t Expect That She’d Change…
Half a Cookie at 30,000 Feet Nathan Hail absolutely hated red-eye flights. He hated the stale, recycled air that turned his throat dry as paper. He hated how the cramped seats squeaked every time he tried to shift. And most of all, he hated the heavy exhaustion that clung to him like a shadow he couldn’t shake off. As the CEO of a booming tech company, Nathan lived for control — schedules that ran like clockwork, assistants who finished his sentences, drivers who arrived before he even called them. But