Petie from Bellevue, Kentucky, answered the ad.
“My sister is returning in a few weeks from the Peace Corps and plans to stay with me for a couple months,” she wrote in response to my Craigslist ad listing a twin mattress and frame for sale. “I am willing to pay more if you can hold it until Saturday.”
In my mind, Petie was a 20-something guy with a mop of blond hair. Imagine my surprise when a woman in her 50s pulled into my driveway in a borrowed pickup truck. I wasn’t all wrong, she did have blond hair.
“This is great. My sister called to tell me she may be home in a week.” After her tour in Africa working in an orphanage filled with HIV and AIDS kids, Petie’s sister was decompressing by traveling through eastern Europe.
“I bet she’s worn out.” I responded. I can only imagine the emotional and physical toll of a stint in the Peace Corps.
Petie and I easily loaded the mattress, box and frame into the bed of the truck.
“Let me get the money.”
Oh, this was so fun!
“Oh, no. I’ll get the money.”
I shook my head no.
“Really?” I’m finding that shock tends to limit people’s speech.