I DONT THINK THATS MILK 😭✌️

I pushed through the bottom gap of the screen door to see what the morning had to offer outside. Right beside the woven welcome mat, a chilled glass milk bottle was waiting, topped with a shiny silver foil cap that caught the early light. Naturally, I couldn't resist sliding over to check it out. I pressed both hands and my cheek against the dewy glass, reveling in how wonderfully icy it felt after being cooped up indoors. It was far too heavy to budge, so I took my time carefully flattening the crimped edges of the foil cap until it looked perfectly neat.