A rude woman TOOK the window seat I’d paid for so my 6-year-old autistic daughter could sit there — so the pilot taught her a LESSON she’d never forget.
My six-year-old daughter, Emma, has autism. After my husband passed away two years ago, I decided it was finally time for us to have something normal again — a simple four-day beach vacation.
It was going to be her very first flight, and I’d reserved seat 7A BY THE WINDOW for Emma and seat 7B for myself. That was important to her because looking out at the sky and the sunlight helped calm her whenever she had a meltdown.
When we reached our row, a woman was already sitting in 7A.
I said:
