The Gift of a Kiss
Daniel A. Roberts
Copyright 2011 Daniel A. Roberts
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Malinda set her bucket of blackberries down and carefully regarded the elderly man by the side of the road. He leaned to the left while sitting against the tree and it looked unnatural. Fearful he might be dead, she approached him while wearing a large amount of concern on her plain face.
"Are you feeling well?" she asked carefully. Almost flinching when the raggedly dressed man started to move, she felt a surge of compassion as he spoke with a parched voice.
"I'm so thirsty," he replied, weak and partially delirious. He gestured to his boney legs that were covered by old patchwork slacks. "I don't have the strength to find a drink of water. It's been days and my tired knees gave out."
"Dear me," Malinda exclaimed, picking up her bucket and placing it within his reach. "I have water at my cottage. I'll go fetch it while you slake what thirst you can on these berries." She hurried off to her small home which wasn't far away. Her heart felt a pitiful twitch for the old fellow. He probably didn't have too much time left in his old bones. She could offer him a small amount of relief before his life fully spent itself, hoping in some small way his suffering would be set aside for a little longer.