I had stepped outside to wait for my ride. The air was coldly crisp and I was grateful for the refreshing after being indoors for a while. Putting away my phone, I took note of an acquaintance who had followed me and seemed to be waiting nearby to talk to me. I didn’t know her well but we’d been learning more about each other over the past few months.
For the next few minutes what she shared stirred the depths of me. As she spoke, she had kept her hand upon my shoulder, closing her eyes whenever I would answer back. I knew it wasn’t just another conversation despite everything in me wanting to shrink away from what she was saying.
My ride came and saying goodbye, I got in the cab. I took a deep breath and remembered how she was from the lineage of warriors. Looking out the window, I wondered about her hand on my shoulder and what she had been praying over me in silence while I talked.