An Act of Kindness, Wife’s kindness to coworker pays BIG dividends

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Well, one day it started snowing. My husband was out of town overnight on business, and the girls were scheduled to stay at their grandmothers that evening. It snowed all afternoon and evening. Heavy snow. By 10pm, the radio was saying all highways in the area were closed. John and I talked at break time, and he said it looked like he’d be spending the night in his truck, since he had called around and all the motels were filled. He said he was prepared, having an overnight bag and several blankets in his truck.

I couldn’t bear the thought of him trying to sleep in his truck in the middle of a blizzard like that, so I asked if he’d come to my house and sleep on our couch. He didn’t want to impose and was very reluctant, but I insisted, and finally he agreed to stay. We decided to both go in my Navigator since it had four wheel drive and his truck didn’t.

When we left the factory, we stopped by his truck so he could get his overnight bag, and I told him he wouldn’t need to bring any blankets. I had an awful time getting home, since there was over two feet of snow on the streets then.

We finally made it, and I pulled into my garage and closed the door before we got out of the Navigator. Actually, I was concerned about the neighbors seeing a man who was not my husband coming home with me. Even though we’re just friends, and there was nothing untoward going on, it’s better for them not to know.

John thanked me again before we even went into the house, saying “I really appreciate this, you know. I hope your husband doesn’t mind you dragging a man home!” I assured him that it was not going to be a problem. I had neglected to mention that my husband wouldn’t be home, because I knew John would probably have refused to stay. I had also neglected to mention that the girls wouldn’t be home, either. One problem though. John noticed the other stall empty, and asked where my husband’s car was as we were going through the door into the house. I didn’t answer until we were both inside and I closed the door behind us.

“Oh, I forget to tell you, he’s out of town tonight. He’ll be back tomorrow night. And I might as well tell you, the girls aren’t home either. I knew that you would refuse to come if you knew we’d be here alone, sO I just failed to mention it. We’re both grownups, and we know nothing’s going to happen, so it’s not a problem, is it?” I said, teasing him with a mischievous grin.

John just shook his head, saying, “YOu are something else, lady. Always thinking about others. YOu had to make sure I had a warm dry place to sleep tonight, and you KNEW I wouldn’t even consider coming here if I had known. Thanks. And I’ll be sure to be on my best behavior! Wouldn’t wanna get myself thrown out in the snow in the middle of the night!”

I showed him the couch and led him to the guest bathroom so he could get changed. I went upstairs to shower and get ready for bed. When I came back down wearing warm pj’s and slippers, John was on the couch watching tv, wearing flannel pj’s. I offered him something to drink, saying that I usually have a glass of milk and a light snack after work, while I get wound down. John said that whatever I had sounded good to him too. I brought in two glasses of milk and some cheese for us to snack on, and sat at the other end of the couch while we watched the news. The weather showed the snowstorm was going to continue through the night, but they were forecasting for it to clear up by daylight.

When we finished our snacks, I went to the closet and made sure he had enough pillows and blankets to be comfortable. After taking our empty glasses and plate to the kitchen, I wished John sweet dreams and headed upstairs. He just said, “Thanks,” as he got settled in on the couch. Halfway up the stairs, I yelled down, “breakfast is at 8 sharp!” and he acknowledged with “oh, ok!”

I went on to bed, leaving my door open as always. Lately, we seldom closed the door. Not much ever happened that we’d need to close it. I couldn’t sleep. I was still awake a half hour later, and I remembered that I hadn’t taken my daily birth control pill that I usually take every night before bed. Not wanting to wake up John, I crept slowly down the steps, on the way to the kitchen where all the pills and medications were in the cabinet above the sink.

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