Chance
"Dick, did we forget anything?" Rachel wondered aloud, checking her grocery list. I sighed, annoyance barely hidden. Noticing my sigh, she shrugged. "Oh well,"
I spared my wife a smile, turning to check out. In my impatient speed, the cart bumped into another shopper. "Whoa, dude!" he yelped.
My blood froze. I'm sure my face was exactly like Garfield's deer-in-headlights expression. My heart nearly stopped when I heard, "Gar, did you get the broccoli?"
Kori's shopping basket dropped to the ground in surprise, glancing between Raven and I.
An awkward pause followed, thick with tension.
And an undeniable sadness.