A Gust of Wind

He sipped at his Ginger Ale, like a writer trying to figure out his next plot twist, but with less alcohol. The airplane (commercial, 6 seats across, 30 rows) turned sharply to the left, and continued to readjust uncomfortably- first to the right, then a bit to the left, and then sharply to the right again. He looked out the right side window and saw the ominous source of the pilot's discomfort. Not more than 50 feet from their own wingtip was another large commercial airliner, flying directly parallel to them close enough for him to make out the faces of the passengers in the other airplane. Both planes continued on their paths, drag racing for connecting flights, bad food, and tighter schedules. Just 50 feet separated them from a spectacular crash, CNN exclusive breaking coverage, an investigation, expert testimony, and a whole lot of death to top it off, like a cherry on the whipped cream of "blood and guts." He sat back, took one last sip, and enjoyed the show.