Brewing Up A Storm
He had no idea that he was about to leave the supermarket in such turmoil since it had seemed like a usual shopping trip. He wasn’t upset by the long lines at the checkout counter, though, or the crowd of people in the produce aisle.
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Neither was it the screaming children or the mindless mothers pushing their carts in front of him in a haze. When he glanced into another family’s shopping cart, he felt a storm start to brew inside of him.
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