Two Scoops

Her patience was everlasting. She never questioned what she did for the family business, what was expected of her and how she delivered what was required. But now her mind conjured its own wishes and dreams. Motivation would push her to success she could never have imagined. For the moment though she perfectly balanced two scoops on a sugar cone.

The Floaties

She tried to feel her god given strength of responsibility. At least she didn’t have to watch them swim anymore. The noise alone had left her buzzing and weak. She wondered if making lunch was a good idea now before they got cranky. But first she scooped up the floaties and with expert passive aggression punctured one with her fingernail.