He couldn’t believe such a small child had so much energy and strength in his little legs. The kicks were getting harder, with the boy putting his full weight behind every single one. Each impact sent vibrations through Carl’s tense body. He bit down hard, trying to keep his face neutral and avoid drawing attention.
But after enduring several more forceful kicks, Carl’s patience finally snapped. He spun around quickly and glared sternly at the boy, whose cheeky grin instantly vanished. “You’ve got a lot of energy, don’t you?” Carl said, his voice sharp with frustration.
His outburst caught the attention of every nearby passenger, leaving that section of the cabin awkwardly quiet. Carl turned back around, his heart racing from the scene he’d just caused. He hoped his reaction would finally make the boy’s mother notice and put an end to her son’s bad behavior.
