“You want an ice-cream?” he asked. I said no to the ice cream. Another friend and I were with this friend who had lost his wife a couple of weeks ago. We had invited him to eat with us at a small Texas market known for its good hamburgers. We reminisced about his wife and in a small way, shared some of his grief. “Ok, if you’re not having one, I won’t either.” I saw the disappointed look on our friend’s face. Though I seldom have dessert after a meal, we all had ice cream that day. Some days you order the ice cream.
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