2272. Vera’s generous help|
© Bruce Goodman 5 November 2021
It was a special day for Vera. It was seven weeks since her husband had passed away, and she thought she had better get off her backside and starting doing a few things. Of course doing nothing was only in her head; she had written over a hundred thankyou notes to those kind enough to attend the funeral or communicate a message. Even the man who came every year to clean their chimney had left a kind note on the online obituary message board.
I had known Vera from way back. In fact we had gone to school together, although we were never girlfriend and boyfriend. I had attended the husband’s funeral of course. Today – it was Saturday – Vera was off to help a friend run a stall at the market where they sold herb plants. I didn’t exactly need any herbs but I though a parsley plant for the back door would be a good enough thing to get, so off I went to the market’s herb stall.
And there she was: Vera in the herb stall!
“Aloe Vera,” I said.
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