My Tooth!

When Brendan was around eight we were down at the cafe having dinner and a friend of ours came in. He and Brendan would always play fight.
Brendan had a loose tooth that would just not come out. When they were fighting Brendan leaned closer and his mouth hit the friends fist. He turned to me and said "my tooth came out." Our poor friend felt really bad. All the rest of us were laughing. I tried to explain to him that Brendan's tooth had been loose for a while.
He said he understood but you could tell he still felt kind of bad. I just saw this friend the other day after several years and we talked about this. He told me he felt bad for days. I told him we tried to tell him how much that tooth was bugging Brendan. Finally we laughed about it.