Several passengers turned to watch.
This time, I wasn’t going to apologize.
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My name is Celeste, and I’ve never been particularly good at confrontation.
For most of my adult life, I worked as a school secretary.
I’d spent years dealing with frustrated parents, impatient teachers, upset students, and difficult telephone conversations.
I’d learned to calm people down with a gentle voice and a little patience.
Unfortunately, I had also developed a habit of sacrificing my own comfort to avoid upsetting anyone else.
My husband, Steven, used to tease me about it.
Once, while we were shopping for groceries, I accidentally bumped into an abandoned shopping cart.
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