My doorbell rang just as I was about to place the plate in the oven. I set it down on the kitchen counter and hurried to open the front door.
"Good morning, Liz," came my neighbor’s sweet voice, accompanied by his usual warm smile.
"Hey, how are you?" I returned the smile, immediately noticing the box in his hands.
"I'm great, thank you. I was making pizza and thought of you, knowing how much you ...