Feeling Lost in Front of the Lobsters
What kind of cereal do you want, Jack? I looked around to find the space next to me empty. My eyes darted up and down the breakfast aisle in our grocery store. Grabbing the cart with my other boy tucked safety inside, I turned the corner. That panicky feeling crept from my stomach to my neck. I felt the hot flash of frustration, embarrassment, and then horrible dread. I kept walking down the end of the aisles. Suddenly, I saw him….