Soul Encounter

Spare Change?

Grace always knew was sexy, but she never felt beautiful. In fact, she never really felt like she was seen for who she really was inside. The men saw her long tanned legs and curvy physique of course since she was toned from head to toe but they couldn't see her inner depths. Her hazelnut eyes and hair matched the color of the cashmere sweater that she wore on this particularly sunny autumn day.

Grace understood that one day her looks would fade, so she began to develop her inner beauty through yoga and meditation.  The problem with all that was the fact that her husband had zero interest in such spiritual pursuits. Soon, the light within her radiated so much that it blinded him to her body which is why he began to develop a wandering eye.

Grace: I don't know which is worse, being adored for my body and not having people see my personality, or not having people find my outward appearance attractive but to feel beautiful because I know my soul is perfect.

Grace's Husband: You're beautiful inside and out honey. Can you get me a cup of coffee when you go to the kitchen?

Grace: That's all I am to you? I don't want to make coffee. I'm so sick of eating and drinking at home. Can we go to a café? Please, I need to get out of the house.

Grace's Husband: You know I have work to do. Besides, it's too expensive to eat out.

Grace: (pouts) I'm going whether you come with me or not.

Grace's Husband:  Fine. Here's a $20. Bring me back a Vanilla Frappamochaccino. And sweetie, you are the most beautiful woman in the world.

Grace: You're just saying that.

Grace's Husband:  You could have been a super-model.

Grace kisses her husband and takes the money. She makes a superhero pose as if she's going to fly off in the air. He laughs at their super-model inside joke and she leaves the condo, heads down the elevator to the parking lot and drives her black BMW to the nearest Dutch Bros.

Grace: This parking lot is a fucking zoo. (Backs up aggressively out of the order line).

Hobo: Excuse me ma'am!

Grace: Oh I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?

Hobo:    You nearly ran me over. (Brushes off his his sign that she hit). Got any spare change?

The hobo was a man who appeared to be in his late 30's. His blond beard covered most of his face and his tanned skin was a burnt Indian brown color. She didn't focus on his worn clothes that were two sizes too big. Instead, it was his eyes that captivated her. Crystal grey sparkling eyes that lit up like Christmas lights charmed her before he had a chance to say hello. The hobo and Grace stare at each other and see that they are soul mates as their lives flash before their eyes.  The hobo is carrying several bags in a shopping cart, a sleeping bag, and a radio that is playing a romantic song that is all too fitting for their first encounter.  

Grace: Here's $20. Would you like to have a cup of coffee with me?

Hobo:  Ma'am, that would be lovely.