A few passengers glanced at Clara, some shaking their heads, others looking down at their laps. One woman sitting nearby leaned over to her companion and whispered, “She’s being ridiculous. What a lot of fuss over nothing!”
Clara, who was supposed to be listening to music, must’ve heard it. Instead of talking back to the woman, she turned to Liam again. “What’s wrong with you? Why do you insist on bringing that thing on a plane? What if he attacks someone? What then?”