Take Off -

Elias sat in 14A, his knuckles white as he gripped the armrests. He had spent thirty years with his feet firmly on the soil of his small town, but today, he was leaving.

For a terrifying second, Elias felt weightless, as if the laws of gravity had simply forgotten him. But as the wheels tucked away and the ground fell into a miniature grid of toy houses and silver-threaded rivers, the fear vanished. He wasn't falling; he was rising. Above the clouds, the sun hit the wing with a blinding gold light, and for the first time in his life, Elias realized that his world hadn't ended—it had just gotten much larger. Take Off

Should I add a (like a storm for Elias or a supply chain issue for Sarah)? Elias sat in 14A, his knuckles white as