I hate working second shift. Normally I try to avoid it, but due to a lay off, I had been forced to take a job working

in a convenience store on that dreaded shift. It had been a long eight hours, having to deal with the low-lifes who

frequented this particular store. It was in a bad neighborhood and I was constantly having to deal with shoplifters, and

people who would attempt any kind of con that they could to get something for nothing. To make matters worse, this

evening, I had pissed off my co-worker because I refused to let her give the stores wares away to her friends. I was

tired, pissed off and just ready to go home.

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I had no way of knowing that something would occur on my drive home that would put me in a much better mood.

I live about fifteen miles from the store and it normally takes about twenty minutes to get to my apartment, depending

how I hit the lights in town. Half of my trip is in the city, but the last half is through a relatively desolate stretch

of road. I was just reaching the point where the area changes from commercial to nothing, when I noticed a figure

walking on the side of the road in front of me. I got a pretty good look as I passed and saw that it was a middle aged,

woman in an old fashioned, past the knee dress.

About half a mile back I had passed what I knew to be a store front church and figured that this woman had probably left

from there, having either had car trouble or was just so devoted that she had walked to church and was now walking home.

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She sat there reading on her computer and surfing like usual. Her thoughts began to wander and a slow smile crept over

her lips. She opened up a chat program to see if he was online and beamed when she saw his sn there. He was often busy

and she hated to interrupt but she remembered him telling her not to feel that way so she just jumped in and said hello.

He replied almost immediately and her smile was so wide her cheeks ached just a bit, a not unpleasant feeling. She found

herself drawn to him time and time again but didn't want to analyze it, rather just let it take her where it wanted to.

Just talking to him made her ache with want and she hadn't felt that way in a long long time. More the reason to jump in

and chat with him when she got a chance to. She checked the whereabouts of her daughter, closed and locked her door,

turning up the TV in her room to cut out all other noises.

She read as he typed about times in his life, sad times, awful times and couldn't help but wonder who was there to wrap

their arms around him tight when he needed it the most. Some things are hard to imagine going through if you haven't

gone through them yourself but imagining someone else in pain or witnessing it always tugged at her heart. Maybe that's

why she worked taking care of seniors, and could sympathize when they were afraid and confused. So many times her eyes

had teared up when theirs did and she had hugged and held hands with people when they needed someone there beside them.

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