Finding Perfection
‘It’s a beautiful morning, isn’t it, Miss?’ After looking me over, his smile broadened, then – after pausing for effect – he asked in a slightly deeper, very confident voice: ‘Would you like anything else?’ I just smiled, shook my head ‘no’, and collected my package. His attention was flattering and reassuring, no doubt, but I’m uncomfortable speaking with strangers. He was correct though – it is a beautiful morning. As I walked back to my car, I thought about that – about the beauty of an...