Scars Of A Broken Bond

Sabrina found herself taken aback, her eyes traveling up and down the woman’s figure before she posed the question, “Are you his parent?”

With a touch of urgency, she continued, “Your timely appearance is rather fortunate. It seems your child has inadvertently sent mine tumbling from the slide. Might I kindly request an apology?”

In response, the woman shot Sabrina a skeptical glance and retorted.

“Why should I take your word for it? There are so many children here.”

Sabrina didn’t miss a beat and firmly stated, “He’s already admitted.

The woman turned to her son, a condescending air in her voice as she remarked, “Well, he’s just a child. He might be saying it out of fear.”

Sabrina, undeterred, suggested, “If you doubt my word, we can head to the monitoring room and check the surveillance video.”

woman responded with exasperation, “You’re

was unintentional. Besides, your daughter seems fine. Are you trying

Sabrina and Jennie were no less well-dressed. The woman’s comments seemed

one’s actions, especially when it came to acknowledging unintended harm caused

futile endeavor, and

her phone and placed

to her

complicate matters. Whenever Sabrina encountered adversity at school, her

she had yearned

grandparents, recognizing their limitations in knowledge and fortitude. Yet, she was resolute