Coins clink against the glass countertop as the man slides three dollars in change towards the barista. He takes a plate with a freshly baked brownie and places it in front of the young girl waiting patiently at a table.
She reveals her arms from under the large, worn coat draped over her shoulders. The man savors the girl’s smile, while his stomach rumbles incessantly. The brownie’s warmth thaws her fingers, giving her a sensation as pleasurable as the brownie’s taste. The girl keeps each bite small. She needs it to last. For her, this only comes once a year.