The Nice Thing About Strangers
Creative Non-Fiction Short Stories. :) Travel, Oldsters, Love, and Compassion.
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For Holy Communion, people shuffle single-file toward the front. An altar server’s little brother has just cleared the front pews and spots his sister up there. She is seated near the tabernacle, trying to pray, but also watching people go by. Her brother waves, he says, “Hi! Hi!” Their father holds a newborn in his left arm and his son’s hand in his right. In order to receive the sacrament, Dad releases the toddler’s hand briefly.
It is only a moment but the boy is acutely aware of the opportunity.
Once freed, he sprints in the direction of his sister. Torn between her white-robe professionalism and love for her brother, she remains frozen in her seat. She tries to wave him away in small gestures. She glances around nervously and blushes deep red. Her father grabs the boy and hustles back to their pew, as fast as a man with two small children can go. The girl sighs, pushes back her hair, and slowly looks up to the cross with a grin.
–Colorado
With my little brother– back in the day. 🙂
The Nice Thing About Strangers 
Little brothers will do their best to embarrass you. I should know, I had three of them.
Big sisters seem good at it as well. I have three older sisters. My brother has been mostly angelic. 😀
Have a nice week, Darlene!
Paige
I like the picture of this and for that I thank you
Thanks, Joanne! I hope you’re enjoying the summer!
Paige
Brothers and sister…
got no brother but three sisters…:)
Liebe Grüße,
Maccabros
Oh My Gosh Paige, I loooove the Holy Communion post! The wonderful things we observe when we attend:))) Your family is blessed. Mom will be strong* Keith