This afternoon I came home from a test performed in a hospital that demanded a few nasty preparations plus not eating for over twenty four hours. A hospital worker gave John a free breakfast ticket which he used while he waited. Later at home he said, I have something for you.” and gently pulled out a white rolled up package from his overall pocket. He walked toward me. He bent, cradling the thing in both hands and worked the napkin around and away from a sausage!
We both laughed at the bare skinny thing, in its slightly stained open napkin. It looked about as inviting as a severed finger. How sweet of him to think of me, but we decided John’s friend the blue jay would love it better than me.  nancymauerman.com