“Lauren, leave it alone.”
“But he pushed you!”
“I’m still standing, sweetheart.”
A few minutes later, while collecting his belongings, the businessman started speaking loudly on his phone.
“Yeah, I skipped right past some confused old guy,” he laughed. “Probably doesn’t even know where he’s going.”
Dad heard him.
I could tell from the way his hand suddenly became still.
Anger rose into my throat.
But before I could respond, Dad squeezed my wrist.
“Let it go.”
The businessman continued his conversation.
“Flight 2290. Boarding at ten-forty. I’ll be at
