"So sorry," I whispered and waved frantically at the older lady who had just bumped into Aunt Patricia. She was carrying two hefty bags of vegetables and looked like she was going to lose consciousness. Patricia wasn't willing to let it go. She seized the lady's bags and threw them on the ground, scattering the vegetables the older lady must have suffered to get.
Yanking the lady forcefully by the elbow, she yelled, "Have you lost it? Don't you have any eyes?"