Five people met in the aisle of the grocery. They consisted of a group of four people shopping together and a lone female who was poking about in grains. The other four pushed a partially loaded shopping cart. One of the men in that group was dressed in a blue T-shirt labelled with the words “Union Island”. The lone female struck up a conversation with him as they spoke about the island. Smiles were exchanged with the other members of the quartet.
The conversation was slow and rather halting on her part, at least, because he spoke French. She said as she reminisced on that encounter later that week, she suddenly remembered that she had promised a week prior to speak with a school child about his French class at school.
She likes to believe that this was no chance encounter and that the quartet consisted of a group of angels sent to remind her about her promise.
Seen any angels lately?
