Yesterday I inadvertently crossed a red light. Son gave a frightening reaction. “What have you done?”  He panickly shouted at me.

I mumbled, “Sorry”, and could feel he was glaring at me. I couldn’t do anything about my mistake, so tried to brush it away from my mind. Though I doubt Son will let me forget it, and may bring it up whenever we have added company.



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