Five Minute Friday: Grace

Black Hand White Hand“Are you okay?”

I had fallen in the icy parking lot outside the bookstore. He came to help. Such is grace. The unmerited favor bestowed, and then accepted. Humbly.

“Oh, I’m fine. Thank you. Guess I didn’t realize how icy it was.”

“You went down fast. I’m sorry I wasn’t closer.” He looked over to his friend, who was still twenty feet away. “You’re not even wearing a coat!”

“Oh, I just came out to get something from the car. I left my coat inside. I’m fine. Thank you. Thank you very much.”

“Well, if you’re sure you’re okay. Have a great day!”

“Thanks. You, too.” I nodded at them both, and they were gone.

Such is grace. Unasked. Unmerited.

Receive it.

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What’s Five Minute Friday?

A blog-prompt project dreamt up by LisaJo Baker, which you can read about here. The basic idea is that you spend five minutes of writing, generally unedited (I correct typos, WAY too OCD not to do that), on a prompt that she provides just after ten p.m. via a tweet, then spread the word, and link up. Interested? Join up. Enjoy a delightful assortment by clicking on the picture to the right, or here.

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6 thoughts on “Five Minute Friday: Grace

  1. I love that. I am terrible when people get hurt. My first instinct is to laugh. Even when I’m helping them up. I am a terrible person, really. But to be fair, I laugh when I fall down too, mixed with crying.

    • I’m that terrible, too. Sometimes. It really depends on the circumstances. I wasn’t the least bit hurt, so he could’ve laughed. I might have, myself, if he hadn’t been so solicitous.

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