a dented bumper...

'I'm...I'm extremely sorry...sorry...Mister...'
She jumped out of her sedan and walked up with haste to me...
Apologetic...
While I stood right on the road, my door half opened...
Staring down at the front bumper which got a big 'kiss'...dented...
I was furious!
How could someone drive so insanely in a narrow populated street like this?
I thought and looked down...at the front bumper...
'Sorry mister...'
She repeated second time...
I looked up...
And saw a face...
Longish but beauteous...
'You're in a terrible hurry , I guess...the way you nicked me...and before that nicked a van...'
I commented, coldly;

'Please...Don't mind...I can pay up...'
She said, looking nervous...
Glancing at her watch, at least twice in between...
 She must have been in a hurry
I thought...
'Okay...'
I thought to leave the 'kiss' there, unpaid...
And went up to the door...
'Thanks...'
I heard ...her sweet voice...
'Don't speed that way...'
I looked back and remarked,smiling...
'Yes! I shouldn't ...but today...my friend...I mean...my best friend...is taken ill...hospitalized...so...'
She mumbled, putting in clarification-
Emphasizing the phrase 'best friend';


I smiled and nodded...
She stared at me...half nodded...
And smiled...realizing that I realized her predicament...

She went away...
I took my road...
Only...the dent remained at my front bumper...
I didn't care to make it even...
I kept the 'kiss'...there...


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