Sunday, May 21, 2006
The Rose
Someone I worked with set me up on a blind date with his sister-in-law. I was at Coney Island, close to our Brighton Beach rendezvous, when she called to say there had been an emergency with her daughter. I was carrying a long stemmed red rose. On the journey back, there was a father and his 4 year old daughter on their way to visit his parents. The girl was very excited about being on the train and was very talkative and sweet. After I chatted with father and daughter for a few minutes, I asked the dad if he would mind, then asked the girl if she liked roses, and gave it to her. Could the date possibly have given me as much pleasure as seeing that little girl’s smile?
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