The Flight That Broke Me—Until A Stranger Stood Up Chapter 1 The third time his elbow dug into my ribs, I knew it wasn't an accident. It was a sharp, deliberate jab, the kind of hit that leaves a bruise the next morning. I was sitting in seat 14B on a packed flight from Dallas to Seattle. I was exhausted. I’d just spent the last three days at a VA hospital in Texas, sitting in cold waiting rooms, trying to get my knee checked out after a bad jump back in Afghanistan finally caught up with me. Al