The screech of tires made the crowd gasp as a gleaming red sports car came to a sudden halt in the middle of the street.
A few tomatoes rolled across the road, crushed beneath the expensive tires as the elderly Black woman fell backward, her woven basket spilling its contents—carrots, cabbage, and parsley—onto the dusty pavement.
The car door swung open with force, and a sharply dressed white man in a tailored brown suit stepped out, his expression furious. His polished shoes clicked against the road as he stormed toward her.
“Are you insane?” he barked, his voice cutting like a blade. “You just threw yourself in front of my car! You could have been killed!” The crowd gathered quickly, their murmurs swelling as they watched the scene unfold. The old woman’s wrinkled hands trembled as she tried to gather her vegetables. Her gray hair was tied back in a loose knot, and her tattered shirt bore holes at the shoulders, but she didn’t move fast enough. Don’t you have…..Read Full Story Here…………………….
