Grocery day was never a good day for good ol’ lazy Spencer, but she always went to the store to buy their food anyway because guilt was a nasty thing to have. Still, Grocery Day was the bane of her existence, but there were times when sucking it up would do her good; like now.
She’d been mumbling about wanting nothing more than going home as soon as possible for the last couple of minutes while she was searching for her roommates’ favorite ice cream flavors when her thigh bumped light into something. Thinking that it was someone else’s cart, she turned to apologize, only to find an extremely little girl standing next to her, looking at a few strawberry popsicle sticks through the glass where it was contained.
Spencer’s heart instantly melted at the sight, though there was a bigger part of her which was worried about the kid’s companion. Why was she alone? Where were her parents or guardians? Nevertheless, she crouched down and smiled at the little girl, arms wrapped around her knees to appear friendlier to her. “Hi,” Spencer greeted with a small wave. “Where’s your mommy?” Then, casting a brief glance at the popsicle sticks, she pointed at them and added, “Did you want some of that?”
“Yes,” the little girl replied, and Spencer wasn’t able to keep herself from grinning in amusement. Of course, the child would only hear about the ice cream.
“Well, okay. Let me help you, then, but we’ll have to go and find your mommy after, okay?” After receiving an affirmative glance from the child, Spencer wrapped her arms gently around her stomach and lifted her near the edge of the display so the little girl could reach out for one, a bright smile spreading across adorable features once she got her small hands on the cold treat.
Perhaps, Grocery Day wasn’t so bad that day after all.
