Dad: What are those chickpeas like? Are they soft?

Me: They’re kinda firm but soft on the inside. Here, try one.

Dad: No! I don’t like them.

Me: What, why?

Dad: Because they’re ugly.

Me: I don’t regret it. I just didn’t get the outcome I wanted. That’s all. It’s no one’s fault.

Ivy: It was a beautiful thing to be hopeful about.