When I was a kid, I once went with my mom to a small local grocerie store. We picked up a couple of things, paid at the counter, smiled at the cashier, and turned toward the exit. At that exact moment, something caught my eye. A pair of tiny eyes was staring straight at me. A mouse. I froze. I was kind of happy to see it. But at the same time I was confused, because a mouse definitely wasn’t supposed to be there. For a second we just looked at each other. I wanted to say, “Look, there’s a mouse!” But the words never came out. Later I told everyone about it. I described the whole situation, but I’ve always had the feeling that no one really believed me. 🙃