Its early December, the weather is chilly and everyone is trying to stay warm in their sweatshirts, jackets and pajamas. On this particular morning a girl in her teens walks aside her mother, fancying her brown boots and dancing rather than walking; her gait projecting her innocence. With one hand she holds her mother and with the other plays with her rainbow colored muffler. She STOPS abruptly; her immediate state of rest jerks her mother’ hand;her eyes now fixed on the side walk, on a small white puppy shivering to the effect of the cold. She stares at the puppy and then with puffy eyes looks back at her mother. The mother shakes her head almost instantly; signaling a NO. Wussshhh…the wind blows and both feel the chill of the wind on their faces. At that very moment, the poor creature must have given a short cry or else the mother and daughter would not have looked at it at the same precise moment. The girl now ‘stares’ at her mother…scornfully. The mother meets her eyes but unable to return her own daughter’s gaze she looks back at the puppy; her eyes now glimmering with affection. She takes in a breath. It takes is a few moment but she finally gives in. She takes off her leather gloves and shoves it to her pocket, walks up to the puppy and with a motherly touch carries the puppy to her BMW. Her daughter now smiles and rejoices the entire walk back to the car as if it meant the world for her to help that puppy.
