I bought milk, corn chips, two diet pops and all the ingredients for the macaroni salad and brownies I needed to make for Dad’s barbeque. This cost me twice as much as it would if I’d just gone to King Soopers, but Tex was right, we had to watch out for the little guy, especially me, as I, too, was a little guy. Mr. Kumar’s eyes filled up with tears as I brought all my stuff to the counter. “You are an angel from heaven,” he breathed.