Familiar Stranger
Before I could register the surprising turn of events, all four drunks were lying on the wet ground, groaning.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
I didn’t even see how the newcomer managed to do it.
He didn’t break a sweat, just dusted off his t-shirt, stepped over Yellow Hair, and stopped in front of me.
He was about to speak, then he paused.
He looked fixedly at me. ‘Miss, have we met before?’
I took a second, closer look at him. ‘Oh, it’s you! We met a few months back.’
He looked blank.
‘Near Madam Morrison’s Vineyard,’ I reminded him. ‘You gave me a ride. It was raining that day, too. You had a driver.’
‘Ah.’ He seemed to have located that memory. ‘Ha, small world.’
He had a rich, throaty laughter.
‘You saved me again this time.’ I was grateful to the Good Samaritan.
‘Would you like me to call the police?’ He gestured at the four drunks rolling around on the floor.
I thought about it. ‘No. Never mind. It’s too much trouble.’
Calling the police would lead to an interview and paperw
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