My Unexpected Angel

[swedishfish]

As a rule, I'm wary of strangers. I live in New York. But one day I headed to the post office to pick up a package, thinking the package was small--and it wasn't. It was huge, and it was heavy. On top of that, I had recently injured my shoulder. It was near closing time, so I didn't have time to run back to my apartment and get a cart and, feeling brave, I decided just to lug the thing home. (I don't have a car.)

Within two minutes I realized I'd made a mistake; I kept having to put it down, breathe, and pick it up again. How was I going to make it home? A random guy approached me, someone I otherwise would have ignored, and asked if he could help. I really didn't want to say yes, but my shoulder hurt and I had three blocks left.

He picked it up and followed me to my apartment, and then just set it down. I expected him to ask for money--it's happened before--but he didn't. He just said, "Have a nice day," and left.

I did have a nice day, just because of him.