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By @Madison
“What do you want?”
Levi parks in a Culpepper’s employee parking space
As he asks me this question.
“Anything sweet,” I reply.
“You have no idea how much I need some candy right now.”
“Got it.”
He opens the driver door and steps out.
When I attempt to follow him
He shakes his head.
“Just stay here,” he says.
“I’ll be right back.”
Though I know that I’m fully capable of walking
I nod
And close my door.
He walks through the automatic doors
Only to return five minutes later
With several bags full of food
And two Styrofoam cups.
He hops into the car
And hands me one of the cups.
“Cherry Coke,” he says.
He drops one of the plastic bags into my lap.
“And almost every kind of candy they had.”
In spite of the day I’ve had so far
I can’t help but smile
As I look into the bag
To find Rasinets, SweeTarts
SnoCaps and Skittles.
It’s hard not to wonder where Levi had come from
As he dug into his own box of Dots.
First
He picked me, a near stranger, up from the local abortion clinic
Then
He drove to his workplace on one of his days off
And spent his hard earned money
To buy me just about every box of candy in the store.
Either he’s really desperate to snag a date
Or he’s just that much of a saint.
Considering where my history with the opposite *** has gotten me
I choose to believe the latter.
Either way
It’s clear that I’m lucky to have him
As he puts his candy to the side
And glances over to me.
“Are you ready to go home yet?”
I think about this
As I pop another morsel into my mouth.
Finally, I nod.
“I should be.”
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