Life Is Full of Little Lessons

He immediately felt remorse for his actions. Brian didn't know why he had been so cruel to his classmate. But it had come so easily. He'd just opened his mouth and the words came flowing out. And then his former friend had cried and now Brian sat in the Principal's office waiting for his mother who had been called at work about the incident.

She immediately felt remorse for her actions. She didn't know why she'd been so cruel to her son at the breakfast table. She'd just opened her mouth and the words came flowing out. Brian had been dawdling, eating a little slowly and she had yelled at him to hurry up. And now the school was calling her about some fracas between Brian and some other little boy. What was that all about?

The Principal immediately felt remorse for his actions. He didn't know why he'd been so cruel to Brian's mother. He'd just opened up his mouth and the words cam flowing out. He spoke without thinking, criticizing her for Brian's ill behaviour.

Later, in the car, on the way home Brian turned to his mother, tears in his eyes, and told her how sorry he was for the problem at school. Her thoughts went back to breakfast. She smiled wistfully and patted him on the head. But she had forgotten she was holding on to the red, hot cigarette lighter. She immediately felt remorse for her actions.

The prompt from Studio30+ this week is remorse/penitence. And I'm sure you're expressing remorse having read this.

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