My Son Rolled His Eyes and Giggled at Our Waiter with Down Syndrome – So I Taught Him a Lesson He'll Never Forget
I looked toward the kitchen.
Sam hadn't seen it.
At least I hoped he hadn't.
I reached into my purse.
Pulled out my wallet and placed my credit card on the table.
When Sam returned a few minutes later, I stopped him before he could speak.
"I'm so sorry."
He looked confused.
"For what?"
I glanced toward Leo.
Then back at Sam.
"For how my son behaved."
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Sam blinked.
"Oh." His smile faded slightly. "I... didn't..."
He hesitated.
"I didn't know if... maybe..."
He never finished the sentence.
That hurt even more.
He had noticed.
He'd simply chosen to pretend he hadn't.
"I'm very sorry," I repeated. "You deserved better."
His smile returned.
Small.
Gentle.
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