Random act of kindness

I must look tearful at his refusal, because a woman steps to my defence from the bus shelter.

"Don't speak to the child like that. She only offered you a cake"

She looks into my plastic box.

"Butterfly cakes! I'd love to try one"

She is already nibbling at the cake as she waves goodbye.

The sweet taste of ethylene glycol should mask the taste of antifreeze while she finishes eating. It will be hours before she experiences complications with breathing, heart rate and kidney function.

I move off into the crowds.

"Excuse me. Can I offer you a cake?"