She was waiting for a bus at the rather crowded bus
stop. It was drizzling and she kept dry under the shelter provided by the
bakery. She looked anxiously to see whether the bus was coming up the road.
Nothing. She sighed. Out of nowhere an older man dressed in rags came up to
her.
“Do you have any change to spare? I haven’t eaten all
day and would like to buy some bread.” He begged.
“I am afraid I do not.”
“That is a mighty large purse hanging from your
shoulder. Are you sure they are no coins lying around at the bottom.” He
insisted.
Aware that if she didn’t give him at least a coin, he
wouldn’t stop bothering her. So, she opened her bag and took out a two Real
bill.
“Here you are. It is more than enough for bread and
you can even ask for some coffee.”
“Thank you so much. I am truly grateful. God bless
you.”
He was supposed to walk away, but he just stood there
staring at her. She looked away and started praying for her bus to arrive.
“You know. I have been here all day. Not one single
person helped me. But I knew you would.”
She just ignored him.
“Can I give you a kiss?”
She was starting to get scared. She consented by
nodding her head slowly. But her gut hurt her.
Not only did he give her a kiss on her left cheek, he
also tried to hug her. Suddenly she realized what he was trying to do and broke
away from his grip. He smiled and walked away. Only then did she notice that
she hadn’t closed her purse and he was heading for her wallet. No one. Not one
single person at the bus stop helped her.
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(Written October 4, 2013)
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