Elevator Diaries
She ambled swiftly down the hallway, a spray bottle in tow. She hit the button beside the elevator. She waited patiently humming a tune from her heart. She yawned in an effort to wake up although a smile was on her face and in her heart. Before the door opened, a lady walked up and joined her in the hallway. When the doors opened she hit the second floor.
"I'm going to the fourth floor," the anonymous lady said.
She quietly hit the fourth floor.
"It's getting warm already," the anonymous lady said.
"Yes, it's pretty humid out," she said, although the fall season was in full bloom.
When the elevator stopped at the second floor I said, "Have a good day."
"Thanks, you too."
The following day, she headed toward the elevator on her morning routine, a melodious tune on her lips.
Surprisingly, she saw the same lady entering the the elevator.
She smiled politely, "How are you today?"
"I'm doing well, I tried to wear an Island look, but I don't know if it was successful or not."
She smiled widely, nodding her head. The appropriate response eluding her as the elevator stopped at the second floor.
"Have a good day," she said.
"You too."
Hmm, she was beginning to wonder if God's providence was at work. Only time would tell. (To be continued...)
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