Saturday, January 10, 2026

The Mailman and The Flower - Chapter 3 - Without Pictures

 





CHAPTER 3
THE WEATHER


That Tuesday was extremely hot. The temperature was over 100 degrees.

He had to walk more than 16 miles every day to deliver the correspondence to the Post Office clients.

Dripping sweat was running down his face and his whole body. He always did his job with a happy heart and always for God first, but this day was really hard for him. "God please, today is very hot and humid; send me help."

One of the houses he delivered mail to was vacant. The house was a two-story Victorian house. It was painted beige with dark brown trim. The landscape was gorgeous and captivating. The grass was well maintained. To the right of the house was a very tall tulip tree. The front of the house was adorned with an abundance of roses of different colors. A sweet aroma permeated the air from the stunning roses.

As he was drying his face, he notice an outdoor faucet to the left side of the house. "I really need to cool down my body," he said. The mailman opened the faucet and soaked his towel with water. Then he poured water over his head and face.

"Ohhh! What a blessing." He felt so happy because his body cooled down completely. He gained new strenght to carry on a do his job. He continued walking and…







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