I have been crying for the past hour or so, about my best friend and etc. And the mail man came to the door, he had a package for my mother but nobody was home except for me. So I had to answer the door, and I could feel how awkward it was for the mail man to see me crying. I signed the paper for the package, and he gave me the package then said, “You know I am not sure what you are going through but here, [pulls out a cinnamon bun] a good cinnamon bun always makes me happy. I hope your day get’s better miss.”
I wanted to cry more, he was so sweet.