I stopped in the grocery store on the way home two nights ago. Inside was a mini-madhouse of people planning to rush in to run out, but the checkout aisles were clogged.
I grabbed my items and stopped to look at candy on the Valentine’s Day aisle. A high school boy, no more than 16 years old, stood wide mouthed staring.
He was obviously self-conscience and felt out of place, rubbing his thumbs in the palms of his hands. I’m guessing his palms were moist, but his mouth was dry. Nonetheless, he stood there gawking at the candy, cards and stuffed animals.
The fact that the young man was shopping three days ahead of time for a Valentine’s gift was a little surprising. Good for him!
So after I had looked up and down the aisle, the young fellow was still standing there shell shocked. I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I asked if he was buying for his girlfriend. He looked surprised, like I was a mind reader! Everyone in the store who cared to notice him instantly knew the same thing.
He quickly nodded. “Yes sir! There’s a lot of stuff here!” Continue reading Valentine’s Day Quandry