A. "Are you all right?" I asked, as I helped her to her seat. "That turbulence was as bad as it gets."
B. Flying in the summer means one thing: turbulence.
C. I was working as a flight attendant when we hit a patch of very rough air just after a young teenager, obviously on her first flight, had entered the bathroom.
D. After the bumps had subsided, she exited the bathroom, a look of sheer terror etched on her face.
E. "So that's what it was," she said, "I thought I'd pushed the wrong button."