At the closing of our tag sale this afternoon, my across the street neighbor, Nellie, called out in her tiny, accented voice, "Is your tag sale over?" I answered in the affirmative. She nodded and looked down over the handlebars of her tiny pink bike. I held up a handful of sparkly magic wands I'd made years ago and asked if she might like them. Her answer, "Yes, but I can't cross the street by myself." So much to her delight (and amusement), I delivered them (in bare feet across the burning pavement). "hothothothothot! ouchouchouchouchouch!" over and back. Giggles and big smiles.
Five minutes later, I hear, "Can I give you a special flower?" I look up and see Nellie at the edge of her lawn holding her little arm up in the air. I smile. "Yes! I'll come get it." A little more hot pavement and Nellie holds out her hand and explains, "It's special because it looks like a heart." I tell her it's beautiful and thank her excitedly before frying the soles of my feet for the fourth time.