Read the excerpt from a personal narrative.“That will be $7.50,” the cashier said after ringing up the groceries I hoped to purchase.I looked in my wallet and saw only a $5 bill. My face flushed as I realized I would have to put a few things back.“Um . . . sorry. I thought I had more money with me,” I replied. “What if I put back the bottle of juice? How much will that be?” Immediately, the woman standing in line behind me reached into her purse, pulled out $2.50, and handed it to the cashier.“Oh, thanks,” I said, surprised and relieved at the same time. “This is so generous of you. How can I repay you?”“Don’t thank me,” the woman replied. “I’m no saint. I just don’t want to wait in line any longer. Now you can go, and I can finally buy my groceries and get out of here.”