Primo: Some neighbors have brought food for them.
Me: That’s a really nice thing to do. It’s hard enough for your mom to cook when she does not have any broken bones. I’m sure they are getting tired of pizza delivery.
Primo: One neighbor brought a pie.
Me: That was really nice. A pie is a lot of work.
Primo: They didn’t like it.
Me: Why not?
Primo: They said it was dry and tasteless and she used a store-bought crust for the pie.
Me: I hope they didn’t say that to her face.
Primo: I hope not, too.
Me: I might make a pie for your parents but I would not make a crust from scratch.
Primo: That’s mean.
Me: No it’s not. Wouldn’t it be enough that I was making the pie?
Primo: No! You would be giving them bad crust.
Me: But making a crust from scratch is a lot of work.
Me: That’s something you do for people you love.
Primo: Then why make a pie at all?
M: Because that’s what you do. When someone in your family is sick or when a friend is sick, you take food. If I lived near your mom and dad, of course I would make them a meal.
Primo: So you would make a crust from scratch for your friends?
Primo: But not for my mom and dad.
Me: I would make them a pie. Maybe. Probably cake, because it’s easier. And a meal. That’s enough.