The very picture of kindness
I had purchased a painting from a store on Regent Avenue, but it was too large to fit into my car.
The sales clerk suggested I fasten it to the roof of my vehicle (at my own risk). We tied the painting through the windows, over and over. It felt very stable and secure.
I drove off quite slowly and was about a kilometre away from the store when I heard a snap and saw the bindings flapping in the breeze. I pulled onto a side street hoping that somehow the painting was still hanging on, but it was gone. I went back down the street expecting to see it in the middle of the busy road totally demolished.
There it was on the grass boulevard, perfectly intact, the paper wrapping not even torn. But now, how do I get it home? As I struggled to try to fit it into my car every which way (as if a miracle would happen and my car would somehow expand,) along came a young couple in a van and without even asking where I lived said they would take it home for me.
They were at a restaurant across the street and had been watching. Even when I told them I lived at the other end of the city, they just said they would follow me. I couldn’t believe my good luck that these two wonderfully kind strangers offered to help me out of this predicament so unselfishly.
So, thank you again, Christina and Delmar. You are angels.