"The moment I decided to leave him, the moment I thought, enough, we were thirty-five thousand feet above the ocean, hurtling forward but giving the illusion of stillness and tranquility. So opens Meg Wolitzer's compelli..."The moment I decided to leave him, the moment I thought, enough, we were thirty-five thousand feet above the ocean, hurtling forward but giving the illusion of stillness and tranquility. So opens Meg Wolitzer's compelling and provocative novel as joan castleman sits beside her husband on their flight to helsinki.