The doorbell rang a few minutes ago, and I answered. A short young man with jet black hair and thick black-rimmed glasses, looking about sixteen years old, handed me a brown paper bag with a McDonald’s logo on it. Knowing that my step-grandson often orders using Uber Eats, I didn’t question it. Lovely came to the door to see what was happening, and I handed her the bag. “This has to be for Jerry,” I said. Besides the McDonald’s logo, only a list of contents was attached. One Macchiato coffee, two strawberry shakes, and a Chicken finger meal. Lovely delivered the bag to Jerry, who was also in a quandry but was looking at his phone. He broke into a huge smile. “It’s a gift from my mother in London.” “Wow! She must think a lot about you to send you a Happy Meal from England,” I said.
“The Macchiato coffee and the Chicken fingers are my favorite, The two shakes are for you and Grandma.”
Needless to say, Lovely and I enjoyed a strawberry shake mid-afternoon today.
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