Those Eyes

A woman and her family were vacationing in a small New England town. One Sunday morning, the woman got up early to take a long walk. After a brisk five-mile hike, she decided to treat herself to a double-dip chocolate ice cream cone.

She hopped in the car, drove to the center of the village and went straight to the combination bakery/ice cream parlor.

There was only one other patron in the store: an actor she had seen on TV, sitting at the counter having a doughnut and coffee.

The woman’s heart skipped a beat as her eyes made contact with those beautiful blue eyes.

The actor nodded graciously and the star struck woman smiled demurely.

Pull yourself together! She chides herself. You’re a happily
married woman with three children, you’re forty-five years old, not a teenager!

The clerk filled her order and she took the double-dip chocolate ice cream cone in one hand and her change in the other.

Then she went out the door, avoiding even a glance in the man’s direction.

When she reached her car, she realized that she had a handful of change but her other hand was empty.  Where’s my ice cream cone? Did I leave it in the store?

Back into the shop she went, expecting to see the cone still in the clerk’s hand or in a holder on the counter or something! No ice cream cone was in sight.

With that, she happened to look over at the man again. His face broke into his familiar, warm, friendly grin and he said to the woman “You put it in your purse”.

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Credit: Thanks Joan
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