"We're so sorry!"
In unison, my parents bowed their heads to the parents of the commoner we almost crashed into.
But it wasn't in public; though compassionate, they had an image to uphold, so we visited the dump they called a house.
Big Brother Judas didn't come with us, absolutely despising what they did and were going to do.
"I-It's fine! Please…"
The man who received such an apology didn't know what to do with himself.
Even though his daughter almost died, arguably on purpose, he wasn't mad one bit, only surprised at what just happened.
The fact that they bothered to do this much to people like them almost felt like a miracle.
"I'll take your word."
Raising their heads, Mother stepped away from the commoner and pulled me along, heading outside the house, while Father continued talking to the man.
