The Spilled Latte

Summary

I got a call from the police station out of the blue, asking if I had bought a latte last month and accidentally dropped it.

I admitted I had.

The officer said I was in trouble and needed to come down to the station.

I thought, It's just a latte. How much trouble could I be in?

When I arrived, the officer looked at me sternly. "Miss, last month, someone slipped on the latte you dropped and suffered severe injuries. They were rushed to the ICU."

I was stunned.

The officer led me into a mediation room. Inside sat a young woman, her arm in a cast, gauze wrapped around the back of her head…