I removed my suitcase and backpack from the trunk and was greeted by the agent.
“Full tank?” the young man asked.
“Yes.”
“You’re going to receive a survey. If you could mention my buddy, Nate, I’d really appreciate it.”
My puzzled look was met with an explanation. “Nate lost his mother recently.”
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Ace.”
“I got you, Ace.” I said.
He smiled.
While waiting for the shuttle, I typed: Nate and Ace were extremely friendly…
I gave Ace a thumbs up across the lot.
He put his hands together in a prayer of thanks.
And smiled.
B.G. Smith 