Fuel Bill

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She didn’t ask me for help.

Gas tanks between us, I watch as she opens each car doors and then the trunk. Reaching for her phone, the pump continues to click, and I overhear, “forgot purse.”

Realization hit and she sprinted to cancel the flow of gas.

With empathy, I realized the situation as well and paid for my gas and for hers.  It wasn’t much.  But her gratitude was enormous and the gesture fueled us both.

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