女儿的午餐袋（3）
《美丽英文》作者：方雪梅 2017-04-14 12:47
女儿的午餐袋（3）
“Oh, no. I just forgot to bring it home,” I lied. “Bring it tomorrow. Okay？”
As she hugged my neck with relief, I unfolded the note that had not gotten into the sack, “I love you, Daddy.”
Oh. And uh-oh.
I looked long at the face of my child.
Molly had given me her treasures. All that a 7-year-old held dear. Love in a paper sack. And I had missed it. Not only missed it, but had thrown it away because “there wasn’t anything in there I needed.”
It wasn’t the first or the last time I felt my Daddy permit was about to run out.
It was a long trip back to the office. The pilgrimage of a penitent. I picked up the wastebasket and poured the contents on my desk. I was sorting it all out when the janitor came in to do his chores.
“Lose something？”
“Yes, my mind.”
“It’s probably in there, all right. What’s it look like, and I’ll help you find it.” I started not to tell him. But I couldn’t feel any more of a fool than I was already in fact, so I told him.
He didn’t laugh. “I got kids, too.” So the brotherhood of fools searched the trash and found the jewels, and he smiled at me and I smiled at him.
After washing the mustard off the dinosaur and spraying the whole thing with breath freshener to kill the smell of onions4, I carefully smoothed out
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“Oh, no. I just forgot to bring it home,” I lied. “Bring it tomorrow. Okay？”
As she hugged my neck with relief, I unfolded the note that had not gotten into the sack, “I love you, Daddy.”
Oh. And uh-oh.
I looked long at the face of my child.
Molly had given me her treasures. All that a 7-year-old held dear. Love in a paper sack. And I had missed it. Not only missed it, but had thrown it away because “there wasn’t anything in there I needed.”
It wasn’t the first or the last time I felt my Daddy permit was about to run out.
It was a long trip back to the office. The pilgrimage of a penitent. I picked up the wastebasket and poured the contents on my desk. I was sorting it all out when the janitor came in to do his chores.
“Lose something？”
“Yes, my mind.”
“It’s probably in there, all right. What’s it look like, and I’ll help you find it.” I started not to tell him. But I couldn’t feel any more of a fool than I was already in fact, so I told him.
He didn’t laugh. “I got kids, too.” So the brotherhood of fools searched the trash and found the jewels, and he smiled at me and I smiled at him.
After washing the mustard off the dinosaur and spraying the whole thing with breath freshener to kill the smell of onions4, I carefully smoothed out