![]() In that regard, it’s an assured novel about reckoning not just with some ruthless bad guys, but private sadness as well. “Her eyes looked a little more wanton and her lips a little more inviting when she was just starting to leave the sadness of sobriety behind.” “She liked herself best when she was tipsy,” he writes. It’s Cassie, though, where he’s at his best, as she goes through the push and pull of acknowledging and denying her addiction. (Where do you keep somebody who’s died mid-flight? What to do with a toddler urinating into an airsickness bag?) ![]() He’s done his homework on the lives of flight attendants, and the abuse and absurdity they often face. That knack for speedy narrative can be a fault at times: Scenes from the assassin’s perspective are relatively underdrawn, and for all the globetrotting the characters do, from New York to Dubai to Rome, there’s little vivid scenery to take in.īut Bohjalian clears room in this no-nonsense narrative for moments of humor and sensitivity. And the brisk and busy ending is a fireworks show of redemption, revelation and old-fashioned gunplay. Through the haze of all of the alcohol that she had drunk the night before, Cassie could not put together exactly what had happened. ![]() He’s back-loaded the story with twists, from ones that were hinted at early to left-field surprises. In the novel The Flight Attendant by Chris Bohjalian, flight attendant Cassandra Cassie Bowden awakened in a Dubai hotel with a terrible hangover and a dead man in bed with her. ![]()
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