Food Lion

I like the double-decker blue carts Food Lion has out front. The older black woman ahead of me is struggling to extract one from the line. She looks back apologetically as she gives one last tug, freeing the caught wheel. I smile, it’s okay. I get my cart and follow her through the automatic doors. We stop at the coupon kiosk. She scans her loyalty card. The coupon gets stuck. She fights to free it. In the struggle, her keys fall, today is not my day. I pick them up for her. Bless you. I think her day got better.