DOT 52 : McDONALD's

Daniel (7+ years old) 

Wednesday, November 13, 2002

“Daniel’s awake! He wants McD’s cheeseburger. Get 2.”

Mom found herself typing speedily outside the ICU ward. 

She could not wait for Dad to receive the message, and could only imagine how happy Dad would be to read that text. 

Mom had asked You what You wanted to eat, and You said without hesitation, “McDonald’s.” 

Your unexpected reply brought a big smile on your mother’s face. 

“Cheeseburger?” Mom had asked. 

Cheeseburger was your usual preference at McDonald’s. 

You nodded. 

“One or two?” Mom had teased, her eyes never leaving your beautiful face. 

You normally took two, but Mom was not sure if You were up to having two burgers at that time. 

You answered with a slight, almost mischievous smile, 

“Two ...”

Two? 

Only God knows how that monosyllable could get Mom so crazily ecstatic she felt herself floating with indescribable happiness. 

Dad said that he had never felt so excited to go to McDonald’s as he did then.

Hotdogs at the Santa Monica beach ...