A Tender Moment At the Supermarket

Sitting there watching them they had no idea they were such an inspiration so comfortable with eachother. He, at least 85 she, about the same. From my car I could see the way he worried about her as he pulled his car up to the door so she wouldn't get wet. He tenderly watched while she tucked her hair under her clear rain bonnet. The rain was barely a trickle but it was a cold rain and he wouldn't have her catching a chill. She waited just inside the door while he parked the car a sky blue 1976 Bonneville. They probably bought it brand new. His steps were slow and purposeful. I could tell he hurt but was trying to still be the ''protector'' of his beautiful bride. They walked into the store arm in arm while I sat for a few more minutes alone in my car listening to the whish-whish of my wipers.