He didn’t crack a smile just walked up and stood there. Staring. “I was up a little late last night and set my alarm wrong. So, rather than risk missing it, I just got up.” “So, you really do want this then?” “I’m doing it for my Dad. His bike is in my garage and he wanted me to use it.” I wasn’t about to tell this man my family drama so left it at that. “Well, maybe after today that’ll change. It’s nice that your Dad talked you into it though. Want a bagel? I have an extra.” He held out a white bag and opened it for me to peek in. A quick glance showed raisins and cinnamon, my favorite. “You really want to share those?” I asked because if it were me, I wouldn’t. He hesitated. Ha. Caught ya. “Of course. There’s cream cheese ,too.” He didn’t have to tempt me, I was already on board, but I didn’t want to eat his breakfast.
