Out of the blue, early in the evening the doorbell rang. Sacha opened the door to find the young (Thirteen? Fifteen?) neighbor girl standing there with a tray full of beautifully decorated cupcakes.
From upstairs I could hear snippets of the conversation;
"These are for you… no reason… yes I made them…"
After she left Sacha asked me what I thought…
"Somebody admires you!"
and
"Dang these cupcakes are amazing."
Then we both said out loud, "They are too pretty to eat."
Were you ever admired in such a way? I certainly haven't been. Lucky Sacha. Lucky me that he is home and likes to share.
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