Bubble Gum

On the southbound train, a tired grandmother had her hands full with three rambunctious grandchildren between the ages of five and eight. Anything but quiet, the three jumped about, wrestled and screamed, grandmother all but invisible. The youngest boy spat a large wad of bubble gum onto the floor of the train. Grandmother gasped, scolded the boy, then bent and picked up the shiny lump, wrapping it in a tissue before tossing it back on the floor.