My chicken vegetable soup

Lucy, a good friend, tells me she wants everyone to like her. She gets downhearted if she suspects someone doesn’t warm up to her affable way.

I tell Lucy I fix a wonderful chicken vegetable soup based on suggestions I’ve received from many people over the years. I take it to a potluck at the senior center. The compliments come flying my way. But a couple folks don’t finish their bowls and stuff down hot dogs instead.

I let Lucy know they don’t bother me at all. What counts is I really love my chicken vegetable soup.

Lucy asks me why I’m talking about my soup.

I smile inside and say nothing.