There was a young girl who would visit the same coffee shop every day. She always ordered the same cup of coffee, a third Hazelnut Vanilla, a third dark roast and a third regular blend…she always added a splash of milk being careful not to over pour because if she did, when placing the lid on the cup there would be a mess…. One day as she was going through her regular routine she decided to use a brown straw to stir her coffee, this was something new that she didn’t usually do, but did nevertheless. She covered her cup and left aimlessly wandering down the road….she was daydreaming as she walked ….sipping her coffee savoring the taste in her mouth. She ended up at a creek with rippling water. She sat at the edge of a tufted grassy bank dipping her toes in the water feeling the refreshing coolness tickling her feet.
She heard some rustling behind her, but felt too dreamy to bother looking. Then she felt a light feathery touch on her arm, she slowly opened her eyes and found herself gazing at a furry baby tiger cub with a pink bow around his neck. She slowly ruffled his fur listening to the hypnotic purr and gasped at the feel of a warm hand. Sitting beside the cub was a young man. He smiled warmly at her and said “ I heard that you always wanted a baby tiger. “ As the young girl stared at the tiger cub and the young man her gaze settled on his other hand. He was holding a cup of coffee with a brown straw in it just like hers.