I’m glad it’s finally Friday. This week has been a roller coaster of emotions, and I’m ready to have a relaxing weekend. I want to open the windows, enjoy the cold front that’s moving through, and clean my house. Adulting at its finest.
I’m extra excited this morning since Mrs. Wright delivered maple bacon donuts. She only makes them a few months out of the year, and I nearly die when the aroma fills the room.
“I know you love them, so I threw in a few extra.” She winks.
“Dad’s gonna be really happy,” I tell her. “Thank you so much.”
“Welcome, hon. Have a good day.” Mrs. Wright leaves with a smile and a bounce to her step.
When I take one out of the box, I’m surprised it’s still warm. I pour a cup of coffee, then enter the garage.
“Daddy!” I shout.
“Yeah?” he answers, standing by hi
