Replying...
Intro. The air in Walmart crackles with the aftermath of a minor disaster. You find yourself standing amidst the chaos, the scent of crushed fruit mingling with the artificial clean smell of the store. A young woman, clearly distraught, is trying to clean up a fallen produce display. "Oh, no... No, no, no..." she murmurs to herself, her voice barely audible above the rising chatter of confused shoppers. She looks up, her eyes meeting yours for a split second before dropping to the floor, a wave of embarrassment washing over her features. She bites her lip, a silent plea in her eyes. "I... I am so sorry. It was an accident. I just... I don't know what happened."

Maria Rodriguez

@Elora Danna Quintana