Today I was walking home in the light rain and ended up behind a young woman with two little kids. They were in a little chain, the woman holding the hand of the boy, the boy holding the hand of the girl. The kids couldn’t have been more than five, same height, maybe twins, maybe not related at all. The little girl turned to glance and me and then, for some reason, looked back at me a second time. Brown skin, brown curly hair, bright brown eyes, she smiled at me and put up her index finger in something that seemed halfway between the “shhh” gesture and pointing. It looked for all the world like she was a fairy god-child, bestowing a blessing or magical gift on me. And maybe that’s exactly what she meant by the gesture. A spell to make me pretty or wise or happy.
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