However, just when it looks like the bully would get away with her outburst, something unexpected happens that humiliates her and leaves everyone in disbelief.The grocery store where I worked felt comfortable, albeit it was really more of a large convenience store. The typical group of people kept dropping in and out.Mrs. Johnson, who must have been at least eighty, still made her weekly trip in Tuesdays for her whole grain bread, a couple of soup cans, and, always, a little bouquet. Her usual explanation for the flowers was that they were for her,