“Let’s see,” she said to the boy standing behind her. Julie had half her body in the pantry. Looking for anything she could spare for the boy to take home, she gathered canned goods and boxes of prepared mixes.
“Does your family like beans? I always have beans.” Julie didn’t want to offend the boy, but his dad had been out of work and any little bit helped.
Finding a jar of marshmallow fluff, said “this is great with peanut butter”. The boy frowned.
“My sister does, I think it’s gross.” Mary smiled and added it to the bag.
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What a wonderful sensitive lady. I can’t imagine putting anything sweet with peanut butter but my Dad came home from our year living in New York with a love of guber grape jelly. I can’t imagine marshmallow would be any better than that.
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As a child we used to put mustard with peanut butter ; )
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That sounds even worse than jam or marshmallow.
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; ))
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Awwe, so cute.
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The hint of humor keeps the tone light, as the character tries to not make a big deal out of the pantry offerings. And I love peanut butter marshmallow fudge at Christmas!
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