Barbara

I gave her back the receipt book. She put it away as I said “I’ll see you next time.” She stepped to the side, put her right hand on the counter and said, “I asked myself, what would I tell my daughter?”

She was referring to John.

I was sitting outside talking to her husband Steven. As he went inside, John came hobbling down the side walk. He told me about his kidney failure and how he had gotten beat up the night before. He asked me if I could give him a ride. I told him yes at the beginning because he looked sober and in a lot of pain. I asked if I could pray for him and he let me. A couple of times I glanced through the glass window and saw Barbra intently watching my interaction with John. After I prayed I went inside and told her what had transpired.

We decided to call a taxi and split the cost so John could get where he wanted to go.

I responded to her by saying, “Yeah, sometimes I think I’m invisible and that nothing bad would happen to me. Maybe it’s because I grew up an only child or because I’m adventurous. I don’t know.”

She responded with, “I think it was just the mom in me. What would I tell my daughter?”

I said with a smile, “Well thank you for your mother’s heart. I know sometimes I need to listen to that instead of doing things for strangers. So, thank you. See you next time.”

“Thank you for coming in. See you next time.” She said from her quiet, gentile and soft 4’9″ frame.

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They turned the corner

I looked up as the grocery cart they were riding in turned the corner. Standing next to the apples I very briefly watched a boy and girl suck and lick loudly on their suckers. “Are they twins? They look like the same age and very alike. They must be twins.” I thought.

“Hey…sit in your seats.” Said their mother as she completed turning the corner. “Do I need to buckle you in?” “Yes!” they replied simultaneously as their suckers rolled around in their mouths.

I chuckled out loud and said “Well hey, they’re honest.” The mom replied, “Yeah, honesty is the best policy.” As she chuckled herself, snapping the little belt buckles on the grocery cart.