Carl looked around himself and felt his face flush with red. He was so caught up in the argument that he didn’t even realize he had caused such a scene. He realized the woman was right. With a deep sigh, he turned back around, trying to refocus on the tranquility outside his window.
However, the boy’s mother, overhearing the elderly woman’s advice, couldn’t resist a final jab. “Yes, listen to the lady. Women are always right, aren’t they?” she said loudly, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Carl’s hands clenched into fists once again, his anger reignited by her comment.