I Ask of You
Expected. But it tugged my heart strings a bit, I wish they hadn’t looked at it for so long.
The dog had immediately turned down to pick up something below the counter, and the rest all happened so fast.
A pie was in their hand, I caught a glimpse of it just before hearing the words, “Here try this!” A fork held right at my face with a smile behind it.
“What is it? It’s not old? Wait…why do you want me to try it?”
“Pie. Any allergies?”
“No.”
Surely it wasn’t poison right? No, poison. Yes. I have to say this to myself every time I’m given food. Everyone worries at some point they’re getting offered poisoned food. I take a hesitant scoop with the fork.