Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Leather Slippers

Paul has a pair of leather slippers that are a necessary part of his unwinding at the end of a long day.  Something about sliding his foot into his favorite slippers settles his soul for the night.  The work is over, the day is coming to a close, and his slippers put him in a relaxed frame of mind.  

Sunday afternoon he was examining a hole that has begun to appear on the sole of his left slipper.  He looked anxious as he came to me and asked if I thought the shoe repair in town could fix them.  I had my doubts as I looked at where the hole was located.  Qavah, standing nearby stated, "Or maybe I could go to the store and buy you a new pair and give them to you for your birthday!"  Paul smiled at her, admiring her generosity, and asked, "But where will you get the money?"  To which she replied, "When all my teeth come out I will have lots of money!" Paul turned to me and said in a whisper, "It's pretty sad when your only source of income is the tooth fairy."

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