“Jeremy, I forgive you,” Chet said.
“For what?” Jeremy asked, but Chet had already moved on.
“Chris, I forgive you,” said Chet.
“Uh huh,” Chris said, not looking up from his computer screen.
“Billy, I forgive you,” said Chet.
“Hold up, Chet, what are you on about?” Jeremy finally grabbed Chet’s arm to stop him.
“Huh? I’m forgiving people.” Chet looked confused, as if Jeremy had interrupted the hockey playoffs to call Bingo numbers.
“For what? Why are you forgiving everyone?”
“Because everyone needs a little forgiveness in their lives.”
“Yeah, but what did I do that needs apologizing for, and thus forgiveness?”
“Oh, nothing. But, you know, just in case.”
“Just in case? Like this is for some future slight?”
“Yeah, I guess, if you want to look at it that way.”
Jeremy let go of Chet’s arm and stared as he continued on his way.
“Pete, I forgive you. Winston, I forgive you. Rob, I forgive you, but just this once.”