My parents and I would go to my grandparents after church. Grandma knew that watermelon slices were my favorite candy. She would always be sure to have some in her pantry. Although my Dad worked two jobs and Mom worked a few days a week part-time there was not any "candy money" in the budget. So, it was a really great treat!
Grandma would always need something from the neighborhood store. She would tell me that if I was "lucky" that there might be a nickel or two left I could spend. I was always "lucky!" Grandma would always act surprised about my choice of candy.
A few years later my Grandfather died. She got ill not long after that. Grandma missed him so much. I went to visit Grandma in the hospital. She asked me to go to the store to get her watermelon slices. When I handed her a bag she looked surprised. I had brought her some. I knew she would ask for some. I was so wonderful to see Grandma smile again. Her smile grew even wider when I told her that I was "lucky" and earned my own money to buy her that gift. I was eleven years old.
She told me how proud she was of me and held my hand. That was the last time I ever got to see that sweet woman's smile. I never forgot about watermelon slices and how "lucky" I was. ~ Nancy from Pennsylvania