This morning as I was pulling out of my driveway, there was a car stopped in the middle of the intersection and a woman was starting to get out of the driver's seat. I slowed down to assess the situation and realized she was frantically running after some money blowing in the wind.
At first, it didn't phase me. Things blow in the wind ALL. THE. TIME. in Mojave. Then I thought, "Let it go, lady." But she stuck with it and I slowly passed by her, smiled and yelled, "Good luck!".
As I made it to the next intersection, I could see in my rearview mirror a man standing on the corner with a wad of money in his hand a bewildered look on his face.
The woman ran back past her car and handed him the money.
Thank you for the surprise act of kindness, citizen of Mojave - the town usually devoid of neighborliness.
