A Chance Encounter
One afternoon, as Mike entered the grocery store, he spotted Sarah in the produce aisle. His heart raced, an opportunity to reconnect.
“Sarah!” he called, approaching her with a hopeful smile. She glanced up, tension written on her face.
“Dad, not now,” she whispered, casting nervous looks around. It wasn’t the reunion he’d hoped for.
The weight of their last encounter hung heavy between them, with other shoppers stealing curious glances at the unfolding scene.