Shopping time. The same as every Friday. Larissa clung close to her mother. All these people made her nervous. She was afraid she might do something stupid.
"Now, be a big girl and get me some eggs, will you?" Her mother was busy studying the backside of a packet of some healthy stuff. She almost stressed how important healthy stuff was for you. Fortunately, most healthy stuff tasted really good, once you got to know it.
Larissa's mother was beautiful - tall, slender, with long blond hair and eyes the blue of summer sky. She was beautiful in this "I don't really care how I look" way, even today, wearing a long, unadorned black skirt and an off-white T-shirt. She wore no makeup, and makeup really was not necessary with skin like that.
Of course Larissa did not yet understand all the details concerning female beauty. All she knew was that her mother was beautiful. Even more beautiful than the puppet she always admired when they went into town and wish she had put on every letter to Santa for the last three years. At the age of six, that was half a lifetime of longing for something she somehow knew she couldn't have.
Carefully, the girl put the eggs into the shopping cart and continued to follow her mother around the supermarket. It did not take them long to find everything they were looking for. With huge eyes Larissa admired the chocolate cookies, but she knew they would not buy any. Cookies were for special occasions. Instead, her mother had bought her some raspberries. Raspberries were Larissa's favorite fruit.
The queue was not too long, the cashier was friendly, and when Larissa proceded to put all the things in their shopping basket, it happened. One moment she had the eggs in her tiny hands, and the next thing she knew was that they were lying on the ground.
She had made a mess. Oh no!
Her lower lip started to tremble. She fought back the tears as best as she could, looking at her mother out of the corner of her eyes.
The woman smiled and looked at the cashier. Then she turned around and squatted down until her eyes were at the same level as Larissa's. "See? I told you we would be making scrambled eggs tonight."