On-board Malaysia Airlines flight from KL to Mumbai — February 2018.
The plane hurtled down the runway.
Tipped, to fill the window with a sea of green, an endless landscape of pineapple trees.
Tipped again — her stomach rolled — an endless scape of sky.
It seemed less likely that a plane could disappear into a bright pineappled world than it had as they roared through the nothing night.