Mostly Six Five Oh

By nhc

I was waiting for my ride home after PT, standing in the warm sun zoning out.  A woman approached me and asked if I wanted an ice cream sandwich.  She was clutching a big box of them, she explained she'd gone to Costco while waiting for her husband to finish chemo, she'd wanted to get a treat but of course Costco only sells things by the hundreds, did I want one, they were going to melt.  I thanked her but declined, said she was very sweet to offer me one.  We chatted briefly in the warm sun before she went off to offer ice cream to everyone she passed before entering the hospital to collect her husband, there were a few takers. 

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