It had been prepared in the flour, soaked in the oil, and placed in the box, all within a matter of minutes. The scent wafted towards my nose, and I inhaled deeply. Scallops. Yum. I’d never been this close to one before, nor had I placed one on my eager taste buds. Once there, we knocked on the door, the proper thing to do.
“Come in…”
“Happy Birthday, Mrs. Magoon!”
She inhaled deeply, squealing with delight.
“Oh, scallops! Thank you!”
On the way home we received a text message.
“I’m in heaven, thanks to them all.”
Scallops just made her day.
I love Aunt Rock. :)
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