Dove
I watched Bucky with large eyes as he came out of his truck holding what looked like a box of terracotta pots with different kinds of herbs. I was baffled as he struggled with the wooden crate. It even had a few pepper plants and what looked like cherry tomatoes.
It took me a second to process that he needed help and I was quick to run from the front door to the gate. I unlocked it with a smile. "Hi Bucky."
"Hi little bird," he beamed before stepping in. "I come with gifts."
"I can see," I laughed then opened the front door for him as he came up the stairs. "We have a visitor," I yelled out to Zahi who popped up from the dining table. He knew Bucky was coming over and dressed up a little in jeans, a white shirt and sneakers.
It was his idea of dressing up.
"Hi Zahi, how are you?" Bucky smiled as he placed the crate of pot plants on the dining table with a huff.
"Excellent and you?" They did that hand clasp hug handshake men did and bumped chests.
