i may not have kept the cucumber sandwich
but it went where it was meant to go - a nice
little old lady whose back was bent as she
pushed away.
i paused before i took it - it
was not mine to take but i fit in so well no
one noticed or grimaced. or said no. and on
the radio today -
i heard a story of a woman
who heard God say stay a bit more and miss
that appointment. She did. She waited. A man
stepped out and God said now. She approached
and said "in faith i approach you." and he cried
and i cried and i reapplied my makeup, bunched
up my hair and turned off my car.
i walked, i
worked. theft case: time satisfied: money and
time to run concurrent, client satisfied. a hand
shake and i left and i took the sandwich. i was
so proud - my sandwich. and then she passed
and said: "una peseta?"
- not a moment passed
as i responded still walking: "no, but here's a
sandwich."
