Trevor

Trevor looked down at the sidewalk and felt a tear shuffle across his eyelid. His lip trembled. Two scoops of double chocolate icecream lay melting on the warm cement. A brief moment ago he had been basking in all the glory of a two-scoop cone. Instead of spending his allowance the week he got it he had saved up for two whole weeks in order to be able to purchase that tower of frozen delight. Blessed euphoria. How blissful had those moments been. How lacking of sorrow and disappointment. Then it had happened. One too many vicarious a lick and the two-scoop wonder had toppled off it's whaffer pedestal. Trevor could only watch with wide eyes as all his hopes and dreams splutted to the ground at his feet. All was lost.
It was then that trevor met his best friend. Kelly was having tea with her stuffed dog and several dolls when she saw the heartbreaking scene occur on the sidewalk in front of her house. As Trevor stared down in agony Kelly walked softly up to him.
"Are you ok," she asked gently.
"No."
"What happened?"
"I took too much."
"Not too much. You just have to be careful. Go slower."
"It's too late now."
Kelly took Trevor's cone from his hand, bent down, and scooped the melting icecream back into the cone. then she handed the cone back to Trevor. At first he looked at it disgusted. Kelly smiled. Uncertain, Trevor took the cone.
"It'll be ok," said Kelly. "Just be more careful this time."
Then she kised him on the cheek and went back to the tea party. It is amazing the affect that a kiss can have on a boy... or a man for that manner. Trevor never forgot that day. He went on his way more slowly but more prepared for life than ever before.

The End