Fresh Raspberries

Yesterday I dropped into the grocery store to buy some raspberries and saw a little old lady, whose middle aged daughter was helping her shop. As the lady walked by, she looked up at me. She said, “you’re pretty,” and kept walking. I was so surprised that I could barely say “thank you.” As I stood in line, grinning from ear to ear, the daughter smiled back at me. Thanks little old lady; you made my day.

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