Jenny had only had one job in her entire life: stewardess at Sabena airlines. She knew she wanted to become a stewardess when she saw the book Martine en avion as a child. “That’s it! That’s what I’m gonna do!” During her last days alive in hospital, when she could still react and talk, she got a visit from an old colleague. They had travelled the world together. They had seen Tokyo and a whole lot of Africa. They stayed for five days at a time in Cairo, and rode all night long around Rome on a taxi to get back on the plane the next day. But now they were just mere mortals about to embark on an entirely different journey. “J’ai entendu que tu étais prêtte pour ton dernier vol,” said one stewardess to another. Jenny’s silent reply was an unwilling resignation.