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Story ID:8278
Written by:Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:Musings, Essays and Such
Location:Caldwell ID USA
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Our daughter Vanessa sat in her highchair. I prepared my favorite recipe, Danish
Liver. She watched as I cut a lemon in half and squeezed the juices from one half into the
sauce simmering on the stove.

Vanessa began to cry.

“What’s wrong, Vanessa?” I walked up to
her. “Why are you crying?”

She stared at the half lemon on the cutting board and cried harder.

“Vanessa …?” It dawned on me. She thought the lemon was an orange and wanted
a taste. I put my hands on her tiny shoulders and rubbed. “Sweetie, that’s not an orange. It’s
a lemon. You won’t like it.”

Georgia walked into the kitchen. “What is all the noise? Why is Vanessa screaming?”

“I think she wants a slice of the lemon, which she thinks is an orange.”

“Well, give her a slice.”

“She won’t like it!”

“Of course she won’t.” Georgia gave me the look that says a man is dumb as a mule
on liquor. “Let her try it and learn.”

I handed Vanessa a slice of the lemon. She stopped crying. A smile lit her face.
She grabbed the lemon greedily. Her tiny hand directed it to her lips. She stuffed it into the
face that once smiled with happiness, but quickly turned. Her eyes squinted. Her little mouth
puckered. She threw the lemon slice to the floor. She didn’t cry, but learned that daddy was

Life is not always sweet. Sometimes it throws us lemons. We age and learn to steer
clear of the sour things and do our best to watch for the sweet things that please and enrich our

Michael T. Smith