It's unfortunate that others realize this a little more than I do. As the story was told, Hunter got more driving privileges when he included a scoop of ice cream for me. It's the old "I want to drive but mom won't let me leave her sight" story. Jeff seems to remember me being a little more flexible when there was a stop at UDF and a caramel sundae involved and he relayed the information to Will last night.
You're all probably wondering what this has to do with Starbucks, right? Today, Will send me a text from school asking me to wait to have my afternoon coffee with him. I chalked it up to the -15 degree wind chill and his driving home in a cold car. So image my surprise when he walked in a lone Cafe Mocha that tasted like heaven. Yet he only had one cup, for me. When I asked where his was, he explained he only had money for one. My heart warmed as I drank it down.
I asked Will why he went out of his way to bring home Starbucks for just me. His answer....."It's too cold for ice cream."
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