i stared out the window, a smile on my face, excitement in my mind, and hope in my heart. my mom leaned over the edge of the car’s seat, her face slightly perplexed.
“you know, we might not be able to get it today.”
i smiled. “that’s okay.”
“alright, but i just don’t want you to get your hopes too high.”
“i know we might not get it today,” i told her, “i know it might not be there, or something might happen, or we might not have room in the car. but i can always hope.”
she smiled at me. “yes - you can always hope.”