See what you’ve done!

Grandpa and Nya read on the porch.

I’m in the car outside Eco Bank and Air Brussels waiting for K to check her bags.  Traffic is crazy.  I just saw someone drive over a pen-pen driver’s foot.  The car stopped right on top.  The crowd shouted for him to move.  The boy shouted for the driver to get out and see what he’d done.  Then the passenger got back on the bike, the driver shook his foot a few times, and everyone drove away.  This is not America.

Rather, TIA.