The Gift

On the way back from Emerald Isle, we stopped at The NC Farmer’s Market, one of our favorite destinations.  Aloma bought some fresh vegetables and looked at plants while I walked around looking at the vendors and watching people.  When she finished, we headed over to a favorite restaurant, The State Farmer’s Market Restaurant.

We were waiting for a table and four women in front of us were talking and having a grand time.  Aloma joined in their conversation like she knew them.  Then one of the women reached into her purse, brought out a tube, squirted something on her hands and then offered it to the other three women.  The other women held out their hands for their squirt and so did Aloma, not even knowing what it was.  The women explained it was a sanitizer.

Aloma asked a lot of questions including where she bought it.  The women held it out to Aloma and said it was a gift.  Aloma declined but the lady insisted so Aloma took it.

The four women were seated and then we were seated moments later.  We had our usual good meal including fresh North Carolina vegetables cooked country style.

As we got up to leave, Aloma went over to the table of the four ladies she met and talked with them some more.  If anyone had been watching, they would have assumed Aloma had known them for years.

What a gift Aloma has for meeting and talking with people.  And this time her gift ended up getting her a gift.

Seasoned Man

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