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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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DAILY PROMPT
Glaring
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