It was raining and really yucky.
I got my scooter out, closed up the van, and headed for the back door. I use to be able to open a door from my scooter. I was struggling.
A little boy ran to my assistance. He and his mom were greeting at another door and saw me through the window.
He held the door. I started to go. I had to back up and try again. Then, I ran over the boy's foot. OMG!! I felt terrible! He did not cry...he ran to his mom.
I felt so bad!
Need to figure out how to get into church without causing damage...or pain!
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