slipped

So there we were, [My Lovely One and I], sitting in the car waiting for the lights to change.

She was shuffling across in front of us, bent over and clutching her frame. The lights were starting to flash and she was only half-way. And then, as she reached the kerb, her wheels caught, her little package slipped.

I couldn’t breathe. I turned to him but he was out that passenger side already. Bending to help. The cars behind us waited patiently and then she was on her way. But not before looking gently up at him and said: thank you, for being so kind to me.

[oh!] Friends, please, be kind.

Tags: kindness, My Lovely One