Day 83
Hey, Post Office! We have a special delivery!
It’s the day before the day
before Christmas. Scratching our
heads as to who might be working hard, we immediately think of our local postal
workers. I personally visited them
twice yesterday.
To avoid any weirdness about
giving home-baked goodies to complete strangers (and them ending up in the
trash), we opt for store-brought chocolate kisses. We make up three goodie bags and tie them with a holiday
bow.
A.’s walks to the counter past a dozen or so waiting customers and hands the chocolate kisses to the counter clerks.
He is my random act rock
star. He’ll do just about
anything, plus he’s so darn cute.
With his head of curly blond hair and impish smile, he could pass as a
Christmas angel. As long as he
keeps his mouth shut.
One clerk looks up in surprise
and smiles. Another waves. The last mouths, “Thank you.”
The customer waiting at the
counter turns and talks to A. He
spins towards me, a huge grin spread across his face and walks past a line of
smiling people holding packages.
Success.
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