She was looking forward to the meeting and this thought kept her in a state of good humour all day, the kind where, for reasons unknown to others, the corners of your mouth are turned up and your eyes reflect a smile.
A cheering thought also accompanied her when she went to the nearby post office. She gets that little bit sorted out and the best part of the day arrives. Sanela was going to cook; there was sure to be some good bread, cheese and more. For one reason or another, she didn't like going to the post office, because it was like all the people who were in a bad mood had gathered there to cook more bad food together. The real challenge was to run errands at the post office without being touched by that unpalatable minstrel.
"I am in no hurry and my good will is indestructible," she kept telling herself. She managed to park the car on her first try, which was a good sign. Also the first sight of a space with Shallots was promising; two windows were open, both with only two forerunners.
"Oh, hello, teacher! How's that?" a familiar voice and a happy face addressed her. They chatted a bit and time went on at its own pace. She was now second in line. The familiar man had finished and left, and she began to practise patience, shifting from one foot to the other in a calm rhythm. Then she heard a calm voice and a friendly address coming from the next window. A gentleman with bowed head was saying, "Good afternoon. Can I just ask you something? Please, I need one piece of information urgently."
"No! Can't you see I'm counting!!!" Then the addressed gentleman turned his gaze even more to his task and shook his head nervously for a while in a sign of agitation.
The friendly face was that of a slightly grey-haired, thin gentleman with a kind face and a clear look. He turned away from the counter, where he was more than obviously not wanted, and stood a little. But an elderly lady had just finished in front of her, and she could therefore have moved up to 2nd place in the column. However, as it was a really good day and she knew that the girls would certainly be happy to wait for her for a minute or so, she invited the aforementioned gentleman to join the queue in front of her. She was deeply hurt by the unnecessary unfriendliness she had witnessed and thought that perhaps a kind gesture might make up for the little bit of justice in the universe.
The Lord nodded a curt thank-you and stepped in front of her. He immediately came to the front and began with questions. After 15 minutes, he had succeeded; he had got the information he wanted and she had come forward.
His questions were about the books he intended to send out by post. Now he took one of these books out of the sample envelope and, with a gentle smile, held out his hand towards it: 'And this is for you, madam, for being so kind. It is a very important book. You will see and you will be glad when you have read it." She read the title quickly: The first important book for young and old children. She was about to add her thanks, but the gentleman left just as he had entered. In between, he waved calmly and practically disappeared.
Now I am about to read for the third time this nice book by a nice gentleman, and I must say that I am very happy.
Ana Lončar, 1 Mar 2025
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