"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Tears-pouring-down-my-face, couldn't-talk-couldn't-breathe kind of laughing. Screaming laughing. So hard that I was sobbing because I couldn't get it together."
“When the blanket came off, her face had a lot of black-and-blue bruises. She noticed the man went to the bathroom with the toddler twice without bringing a diaper bag..."
The manager calls me saying they didn’t get a chance to refund the soup that night, and they wanted to do it today. ‘Could you please re-tell me your card number?’
