She’d worked there for more than 30 years. She had watched my kids grow from toddlers into the raucous elementary schoolers they are now.
She spotted us and gave a warm smile.
“Afternoon, Erica,” she called. “Hi Linda.”
Linda smiled back.
“Hello, Martha.”
I noticed the cashier right away.
We were supposed to be the next people in line when everything changed.
Someone pushed past us.
It wasn’t a gentle bump or an accident.
A sharp elbow slammed straight into Linda’s arm!
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