GETtoKNOW Andrew
He stands content, eating cookies, surprised at the softness of every bite, finding its hardened cinnamon exterior to be very misleading. I asked if he’d like to join us and he politely tells me my place of rest first belonged to him. He eyes the water bottle I must have missed in my desperation to sit. I laugh and make room out of appreciation for him not asking me to vacate a prime, shaded spot the second he returned. As he settles, I glare at the decadent desserts on his p