Wednesday, 18 June 2025

'Cake Walk' by Scott MacLeod

Kids never cease to amaze you. This time in a good way, for once.

“Mom, you said not to pick people up, so I didn’t. But I parked and caught up with her on the sidewalk. She was really struggling. ‘I’m just headed to the Harbor House for dinner,’ she said. 

“I asked if I could help and she said no she reckoned the carrot soufflé would still be there when she got there. Mom, can we go check on her. See if she needs a lift home?”

It was the last thing I felt like doing. But how often does your preaching sprout a seed? This was no time to throw away the watering can. 

“I guess I could choke down a slice of their famous angel food.”

At the restaurant, the woman was paying her bill. We introduced ourselves and chatted a bit while the girl rang up my dessert order. Finally, our new friend Hattie accepted a ride.

On the way through the unfamiliar neighborhood, I peered in the rearview to catch my Jesse sliding my cake into the woman’s to-go bag, unnoticed. Wonders on top of wonders.  I figured I could do without the calories. 

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