About an hour in, a kind-looking man across the aisle offered to help. “I have a daughter the same age. Let me hold her for a bit; I can calm her down.” Desperate for a break, I accepted. My baby stopped crying and even smiled.
Relieved, I retrieved snacks from my bag. When I looked back, my heart sank. The man was whispering into my baby’s ear with a sinister expression.
Panic surged through me. Was he trying to harm her?
I walked over quickly. “I need to take her back now,” I said, my voice shaking.
He handed her back without resistance. I held her close, my heart pounding.
Upon landing, I reported the incident to security. Days later, they informed me he was a well-known child psychologist. His intentions were benign.
Relieved but embarrassed, I thanked them. The experience reminded me of the importance of vigilance and a parent’s protective instincts.
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