Guardian Angel

 It was an amazing day in Holbrook, Arizona. Shortly after watching the Moving Choir kids perform their dance performance in the auditorium. One of my teammates (Jessica) and I decided to go watch them for the first time this year and go up to Circle K to get a fountain drink. We did not think it was going to cost too much money to get two drinks, besides they were only 79 cents each plus taxes.

I told Jessica I think that I have a dollar in my bag and that we would not be short on money. We walked in with a dollar twenty-five out of coins! I know sounds funny that we did not just take in the dollar but Jessica said that we would be okay without it; she knows her math pretty well.  After trying to purchase our drinks we came out thirty-three cents short. I was so embarrassed it looked like I was broke and did not have money. We asked the cashier lady if we could run out to the car and come back in with the change; once we turned around our “guardian money angel” ask us how much money we were short.

The strangest thing was that he came out of nowhere. You know how the Circle K door has a bell sound when you enter the store? We did not even hear the bell sound go off, so it was weird because Jessica and I thought we were the only ones that were in the store. The guy was carrying a huge bag that had clothes hanging out of it, he had glasses like Mrs. Caffey but more dirty and had scratches on them, and his pants were dark skinny jeans with bleach stains on it. He also carried an empty gallon jug. He helped us with our change but Jessica felt so bad because usually she is the one that helps people out with extra money when they are short. We told the guy thank you and we really appreciated what he did.

                Jessica and I sat in the car for about a good five minutes trying to figure out where the guy came from. I mean, there was no Greyhound buses that stopped while we were in there just freaked us out. It was so strange to us because it was like it was meant for us to be there without the exact amount of change. Every time I go to Circle K I look for that guy but he is never there. He was one of those once and a life time things, he I called my guardian money angel.