Ron shouted at me yesterday because he felt I made a "stupid" mistake. It wasn't that simple, he failed to communicate what he wanted and I didn't remember our inventory.
Anyway, today at work, while stocking a machine, he suddenly stopped dead and turned to me. "I'm sorry I yelled at you yesterday" he said, his face full of regret. "Stupid brain injury, but that's no excuse. I shouldn't have yelled at you. Will you forgive me?"
Of course I did.
I've said this before: I see God working in him.
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