‘Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.’
They shared a park bench. He smiled…said hello…silence.
He searched his pockets…found some coins, slid up the bench.
‘Is this enough for a smile?’ Three gold coins lay in his palm.
She looked up, her lips pulled tight ready to spew forth a litany of curses.
The kind face softened her pain. ‘I have nothing to smile about.’
‘Oh…such a beautiful day, hear the birds, see the butterflies.’
‘My boyfriend left me.’
‘I see. So now your heart has space for your true love.’
A smile escaped unbidden.
She took two dollars. ‘I’ll pay it forward,’ she said. ‘Thank you.’