the other passengers were clearly getting aggravated. eyes were rolling, sighs were getting louder and louder.
the boys were traveling with there father that day. he sat motionless, oblivious to all of the chaos they were causing. people were getting furious.
they started looking at one another, trying to urge someone to approach the father. the boys began running into people and spilling women's bags.
this man is the worst father they all had ever seen. surely he could at least say something to these boys.
finally a man approached the father.
"Sorry to bother you, but your children are a bit out of control," the man said.
the father looked at this stranger teary eyed and replied. "Their mother just died this morning, and I don't have it in me to yell at them."
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