I was getting into my car when I noticed a dent. On the
windshield was a note and a phone number from the driver.
"I feel terrible," the woman apologized when I called.
"I hit your car as I was pulling into the next parking spot."
"Please don't worry," I said to her. "I'm sure our insurance
companies will take care of everything."
"Thank you for your understanding," she said. "You're so
much nicer than the man I hit on my way out."