Oct
30
Ted Talk: the Musical Picnic Surprise Edition
I knew as soon as I saw Ted’s face yesterday that he was feeling chipper about something. When I knocked on his door, stepped into the room and peered around the corner, I found him sitting on the side of his bed, looking alert. He was expecting me.
“I have a surprise for you,” he said, nearly singing the words.
“You do?”
My heart began to beat a little faster. I had a guess about what that might mean, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up.
“There’s a thick book over there on the shelf, right in the middle — do you see it? Can you get it for me?” he asked.
“The book Full Harvest?”
“Yes, that’s it.”
I maneuvered between the bed and the walker next to it and reached for the book. It was heavy. I handed it to him and sat down on the bed next to him.
“I have a surprise for you,” he said, nearly singing the words.
“You do?”
My heart began to beat a little faster. I had a guess about what that might mean, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up.
“There’s a thick book over there on the shelf, right in the middle — do you see it? Can you get it for me?” he asked.
“The book Full Harvest?”
“Yes, that’s it.”
I maneuvered between the bed and the walker next to it and reached for the book. It was heavy. I handed it to him and sat down on the bed next to him.
