The Nice Thing About Strangers
Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
She’s kind of, oh my gosh
The three elementary-aged kids outside want to be characters from Star Wars. The little boy is trying to stake a claim. “Who is, you know Chewy? You know Chewbacca? What’s his friend’s name? The human guy.”
The taller blonde girl will be Princess Leia. She speaks of all the fun things she’ll do. They walk on the sidewalk like it is a balance beam, avoiding the puddles from the afternoon rain. The girls wear pink crocs, identical, and the smaller girl follows her sister like a dear shadow.
The small sister with red hair jumps, “And then I’ll be…I can be…”
“Landoooooo,” the boy leaps and rushes past them making sound effects.
”But are there any other girls?”
Her older sister assures her: “You could be Padme. She’s beautiful. Oh, and at the same time, she rules. She’s the queen.”
The boy rushes back to encourage the choice: “Padme. Yes! And she has beautiful hair. Oh my goodness hair. She’s kind of, oh my gosh.”
This seems assurance enough, so their play may begin.
–Colorado.
Mom and her sister at play in the garden. 🙂
The Nice Thing About Strangers 
This is just, oh, so sweet. The boy could be a jerk, but he’s the complete opposite. Did I say sweet?
You know I have a thing for nice, but sweet is also on the menu. They were so kind with each other. Love that! Thanks, Steve!
Oh reading this was just so cute and sweet and lovely………………I liked it
🙂 Thank you, Joanne! I am glad that you liked it.
Very cute!
I totally did that when I was a kid. Always argued with my friend over who was going to be Luke and who was going to be Han.
so enjoy your writing . . . and miss seeing you at Sisters 🙂
Verna, I miss all of you as well! What a hectic summer, though the fall doesn’t look much better (heading back to Europe to collect stories!). I’ll have to swing through with a donation on a Monday, though. Hugs!