She stood near the kiosk, where people crowded together, and furtively wiped away her tears. There were pomegranates glistening red on the sides of the display case. Very ripe and beautiful. “You’re sour!” her mother said with a smile, leaning back on the pillows. Mom had been sick for a month and a half.
She was not getting any better; she stopped walking and could hardly sit down. They lived in a small town which lacked specialists, they had to go to the regional center, but their turn came up in two months, and there was nothing to pay. The girl’s name was Emma. Recently she had been fired from her job. For being late from lunch several times.
At that moment she went to change and feed her mother. She was ten minutes late. That was enough. The bosses didn’t want to listen, she just had a relative of an accountant take her place. She was already being picked on for nothing at work, and here was her chance.
– I have a mother. She’s in bad shape. She needs help. I want you to understand my situation. I can’t be out of a job right now! We won’t have anything to live on. You have a mother, too! – Emma sobbed in the principal’s office. – Well, that’s your problem, darling! And my mother feels fine, she should have taken better care of her health!
Dismissed! – The boss could hardly cram her body into the chair and stared at the monitor. So Emma was left without a job. While the search for a new one did not bring results. Plus she could not leave her mother alone. They lived alone and there were no relatives around either. – Emma! I have a pension! We’ll live for now! – Mom said. The only thing was that after paying the utilities, she had ten thousand left over from her pension.
And my mother had to be treated. Emma tried to buy her mother some goodies, while she only ate horns to save money. But she still did not have enough money. So Emma stood at the kiosk, looked at the pomegranates, and cried. She somehow collected $7 in her pockets and bags.
– I wonder how much one pomegranate costs? – thought Vera. – $36 for two! – she heard. She saw a stranger with a dog ahead taking two big ripe pomegranates. – Not enough …
All the same, not even enough for one. What on earth would she do? Borrow? I owe so much already. I barely managed to pay off half of what I owed while I was cleaning floors. Emma imagined her mother, thin, who stubbornly tried to cheer her up, and cried out loud.
– Miss! Did something happen to you?
Why are you crying? Can I help? – A man in a long cape and with a goatee tugged at her sleeve. Beside him stood an elderly woman. And then she, as they say, “burst out”. She told both about her mother and about the grenades.
She whispered that he could not buy her one, and that she would surely pay him back later. The stranger bought her three pomegranates. And then he said: “Let’s go and see your mother. What’s wrong with her. And then we’ll decide!
– Why do you need to see her? Who are you? – Emma sniffed her nose.
– I am a doctor,” the stranger said simply. He was a doctor of God. He had come from the metropolis to visit his mother. And by chance he ran into a girl at the kiosk. Or had angels led them both by the hand to this place? The doctor was giving a checkup and calling someone on the phone.
And his mother consoled the old woman with the words: “Don’t worry. My son saved so many people! He is a very good doctor. He will help you, for sure! There is hope! So, everything will be fine.
While you try grenades. Soon the car will be here, we have to hospitalize you, I will personally supervise you, you will run in a month, – smiled the doctor. He was right. The right treatment, examination and high-class specialist has done its job and the girl’s mother is on her feet as if she had never been ill. And she is never tired of praying and thanking God and fate, who sent her daughter to meet the doctor. And Emma soon found a good job.
Things got better. They call each other back with her mother’s savior. The girl would like to think that someday they will definitely see each other again! By the way, Emma now buys pomegranates with a smile on her face. Remembering that fateful chance encounter in the window…
