Lisa followed my gaze and stifled a giggle. “Should we say hello?”
I grinned mischievously.
“You know what? I think we should.”
We approached his table, and I cleared my throat. “Fancy seeing you here.”
He looked up in embarrassment.
“You! Haven’t you done enough?”
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I held up my hands peacefully. “Actually, I came over to apologize.
The money thing was a bit much.”
He seemed taken aback by my admission. “Oh. Well… I suppose I wasn’t exactly on my best behavior either.”
Lisa stepped forward, bouncing Sam gently.
“We all have bad days. Maybe we can start over?”
The man’s face softened as he looked at the baby. “He is kind of cute when he’s not screaming.”
We all laughed, the tension dissipating.
As Lisa and I turned to leave, the man called out, “Hey, what’s your name?”
“Carla,” I replied.
He nodded. “I’m Victor. And… I’m sorry about the seat thing.”
I smiled.
“Water under the bridge, Victor. Or should I say, water through the roof?”
He groaned good-naturedly at my joke, and we parted ways. As Lisa and I continued our walk, I couldn’t help but feel that maybe, just maybe, karma had worked its magic on all of us today.
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