Paperwork surrounded me, stacked up like tiny mountains on my desk. I was completely absorbed, filling out one form after another.<\/p>\n
My eyes shifted between the documents and my computer screen, double-checking every detail. I was so focused that I barely noticed the time ticking away.<\/p>\n
Suddenly, my colleague Kate\u2019s voice cut through my concentration. \u201cHey, Rebecca, we\u2019re all heading out now. Are you coming soon?\u201d<\/p>\n
Without even looking up, I replied,<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, just a few more things to finish.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re thinking of stopping by the caf\u00e9 after work. Want us to wait for you?\u201d<\/p>\n
I shook my head, finally glancing up.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can\u2019t today. I promised Matthew I\u2019d get his favorite toy\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, but it\u2019s Black Friday,\u201d Kate reminded me with a raised eyebrow.<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s probably nothing left by now\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?!\u201d My heart dropped as I glanced at the clock, realizing how late it was. The time had flown by without me even noticing.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh no! I totally lost track of time! I have to go!\u201d I scrambled, gathered my things as quickly as I could, and shut down my computer with one hand while stuffing files into my bag with the other.<\/p>\n
Kate chuckled, watching my flustered attempt to get out the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood luck with the shopping\u2014you\u2019re going to need it!\u201d she called, her amused voice echoing behind me as I bolted from the office.<\/p>\n
I knew she was right. Black Friday sales had been going on all day, and by now, the stores would be packed, with shelves likely half-empty.<\/p>\n
But I had promised Matthew I\u2019d get that toy, and no matter what, I had to try.<\/p>\n
As I dashed into the mall, my heart pounded with urgency. I headed straight for the toy store that Matthew loved, my mind racing with both excitement and worry.<\/p>\n
Images of his hopeful little face filled my thoughts, and I couldn\u2019t help but remember the last time we were there together, about a month ago.<\/p>\n
Matthew had asked me, \u201cMom, let\u2019s walk around a little longer. I want to spend more time with you\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
It was a simple request, but it had struck me hard. At that moment, I realized that time with me had become a precious rarity for him.<\/p>\n
Work had consumed so much of my attention lately. I told myself it was for Matthew\u2019s future, for the security I wanted to build for him.<\/p>\n
But in focusing on tomorrow, I had let today slip by too often, forgetting how much joy a little time and attention could bring him. That realization had weighed on me, making this shopping trip even more urgent.<\/p>\n
I had promised him, \u201cI\u2019ll get you any toy you want, and we\u2019ll play with it together.\u201d I couldn\u2019t let him down. I had to make good on my promise.<\/p>\n
But as I sprinted through the store, my hope began to fade. The shelves were nearly empty, and shoppers were rushing past me in all directions.<\/p>\n
But when I finally found the shelf, my stomach dropped\u2014it was almost completely bare. The robot wasn\u2019t there.<\/p>\n
Panicking, I scanned the aisles, hoping to spot another version or something similar. But nothing felt right; it wouldn\u2019t be the same. I knew that choosing something else would be breaking my promise.<\/p>\n
I was on the verge of giving up when I noticed a young boy nearby holding hands with his mother. And in her arm, I saw it\u2014the robot. The one I had promised Matthew.<\/p>\n
Without a second thought, I rushed over to them, my desperation taking over. \u201cExcuse me, please, can you hear me out?\u201d I asked, my voice more urgent than I intended.<\/p>\n
The woman looked at me, startled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat\u2019s going on? What do you need?\u201d<\/p>\n
I took a deep breath, trying to explain as quickly as possible.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat robot\u2026 I really need it. I promised my son I\u2019d get him this exact one, and it\u2019s the last one left.\u201d<\/p>\n
She held the robot protectively, giving me a sympathetic but firm look.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry, but my son wants it, too. You should\u2019ve come earlier if it was so important,\u201d she said, then turned back to her son.<\/p>\n
\u201cLet\u2019s go, Robbie.\u201d<\/p>\n
Seeing them about to leave, my desperation only grew. I felt a pang of helplessness, and before I knew it, I reached out and grabbed the box.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing?! Let go of the box! I\u2019ll call security!\u201d she cried, her voice rising.<\/p>\n
I knew how this looked, but I couldn\u2019t help myself.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou don\u2019t understand,\u201d I pleaded. \u201cI really need this robot. I\u2019ll pay you for it\u2014please, just choose something else!\u201d My voice trembled, and I felt my heart racing faster.<\/p>\n
\u201cSecurity! Help!\u201d she shouted, her face a mix of shock and anger.<\/p>\n
At that moment, something caught my eye.<\/p>\n
A familiar birthmark on her neck\u2014it was the shape of Texas, and suddenly a memory flooded back. I froze, my hand dropping from the box as the realization hit me.<\/p>\n
In the chaos, the robot slipped from my grasp and hit the floor with a sharp crack. I gasped, horrified, as I knelt down and saw the damage.<\/p>\n
Pieces of the robot lay scattered, and the reality of what I\u2019d done sank in.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh no! What have I done?\u201d I whispered, my hands hovering over the broken pieces, feeling utterly defeated.<\/p>\n
The woman looked at me with a disappointed shake of her head, then turned and walked away with her son without another word.<\/p>\n
\u201cWait!\u201d I called out, my voice thick with regret. \u201cI\u2019m so sorry\u2014I didn\u2019t mean to…\u201d<\/p>\n
But she ignored me, and I couldn\u2019t blame her. I had lost control, and now the one toy I\u2019d come for was broken.<\/p>\n
A security guard approached, his face stern.<\/p>\n
\u201cMa\u2019am, you\u2019ll need to pay for that toy,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
I nodded, barely able to meet his gaze.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, of course\u2026 I\u2019ll pay\u2026\u201d I mumbled and reached for my wallet, feeling utterly defeated and more embarrassed than I could ever remember.<\/p>\n
After paying, I rushed outside and scanned the crowd until I spotted the woman and her son walking toward the parking lot. I waved my hand, calling out as I jogged toward them.<\/p>\n
\u201cWait! Please, hold on!\u201d I shouted, hoping she\u2019d hear me over the bustling sounds around us.<\/p>\n
She glanced back, her expression a mix of annoyance and curiosity, then quickened her pace. But I didn\u2019t give up and kept running.<\/p>\n
\u201cMartha! It\u2019s you, isn\u2019t it?\u201d I called again, breathless.<\/p>\n
At that, she stopped and turned fully to face me. I slowed down as I approached her, catching my breath, and gave her a nervous smile.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s me, Rebecca. Do you remember? We were in elementary school together!\u201d<\/p>\n
She blinked, then a look of recognition spread across her face. \u201cRebecca? The same Rebecca? Oh my goodness, it\u2019s been years!\u201d<\/p>\n
I laughed, a little relieved. \u201cI recognized you by your birthmark. Remember how we used to joke that it looked like Texas?\u201d<\/p>\n
Martha let out a chuckle.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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