She poured me a bowl of cereal and took two pieces of cheese
toast out of the oven. She silently directed me to sit down, in
my usual chair closest to the door, and set the bowl and plate in
front of me.
I sent a questioning glance to her empty end of the table.
"I thought I'd have the same thing that I had yesterday," she
said, smiling wickedly. "If it's okay with you, that is."
I felt my eyes widen and I quickly nodded. I couldn't believe my
luck! Of course I had hoped that this would happen. But hope and
reality have a way of turning out differently. This morning, I
was glad that my reality was running smack into my hopes.
"Why don't we make a game of it?" she asked.
I wrinkled my brow in confusion.
"Let's see how much of your breakfast you can finish before I
finish with my breakfast!"
I nodded, and she smiled wickedly again, dropping to her knees
and disappearing under the table.
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