The Nice Thing About Strangers
Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
Mr. Postman Bring Me A Dream
She tugs at her left earring as she leans to her right, nearer and nearer to his mail truck. His gray hair lilts in the breeze. Even at seventy, she has a thing for men in uniform. She admires his kneecaps with a sideways glance. Spring is finally here.
When cars pull into the complex and slow for the speed bump by the expanse of mailboxes, he looks busy, whistles while he works. She chats with him, playing now with her watch, her bare ring finger. A resident comes for their junkmail. The woman eyes her neighbor warily before turning back to her darling civil servant. She asks about Wednesdays, the day the grocery store ads arrive. Is it a rough one for mailmen? She notes how rarely she receives any real mail. “You’re not alone,” he mutters and she sucks in her breath. Then she gives a slow, satisfied smile.
“Well, I guess I’ll see you…Tuesday…” She sighs for his benefit, lamenting the long weekend. She heads for home without a single envelope.
–Colorado Springs, Colorado.
Agate Beach, Oregon.
The Nice Thing About Strangers 
Such a sweet story :-).
I love catching people in the middle of normal life, which is pretty fun when we pay attention! Lots to do! 🙂 Thanks!
may I reblog this?
Of course! 🙂
Thank you
Thank YOU! Very much! I am honored. 🙂
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Beautiful vignette
Moments, the everyday something changes 🙂
How sad. But beautifully described.
Could be more fun to flirt than to have to do someone’s dishes and laundry! 🙂 Hehe.
Reminds me of my grandma turning on the Butler radio station every morning to listen to the obituaries and the hospital report. It was her daily connection to the outside world. And it was a reality check, I’m sure, as she listened for THE name, the friend of however many years, no longer with us…
Dad checks the obits all the time as well. Usually commenting on the age of the deceased in relation to himself! So we get one more day, one more opportunity. 🙂
Your title pulled me in!
Thank you for coming on a visit, Sheri!
What a lovely sweet story
Joanne, I really do appreciate your loyal readership! Thank you so much for that!
sweet and beautiful. M happy I found you:)
BEAUTIFUL PHOTO!
Thank you for visiting my blog today. I appreciate the time you took to stop by. May your day be filled with joy and peace.
BE ENCOURAGED! BE BLESSED!
I really like your little story. It treats the 70 year old woman with a sort of respect that is refreshing to read.
Thank you! I aspire to be as sassy as this woman! She made my midday, for sure.