Slice of Life: Good Samaritan Revealed

Today I join my fellow bloggers in "serving up a slice" 

to the Tuesday Slice of Life (SOL) community.

Thanks to Stacey, Betsy, Dana, Beth, Kathleen, Deb, Lisa, and Melanie

                   for hosting this meeting place each Tuesday and nurturing our writing lives.

I looked both ways before pulling out of our lane, intent on a couple of quick errands after school.  That's when I noticed a young man and his bicycle stopped by the side of the road.   He peered at his  knee as the bright red blood oozed from a scrape and dripped down his leg.  I pulled over, got out of my car, and offered my help.  He recognized me. (When you substitute teach in a  small community, the students often know you.)  I could tell he was struggling to stay composed and not lose it.

I kept my distance, but explained that I lived nearby and could get him whatever he needed.  Bandaids?  Some water? A cell phone to call home?  He replied that a nice man had already stopped and had gone for needed supplies.  I decided to wait with him.  Who knew about this "nice man"?   And as a concerned member of the neighborhood, I wanted to see who had cared enough to help.

Imagine my surprise when a few moments later, the "nice man" appeared across the road with wet paper towels, dry paper towels, and bandaids in hand.  I breathed a sigh of relief as I recognized the mystery man.  I could continue on my afternoon errands.  I could vouch for this nice man.  His identity?  My husband!  Just as I had left to run to the grocery store and the bookstore, my husband had headed out for a walk and discovered our young friend in need.  So glad that I live with this nice man!