Yesterday I was walking through the store when I ran into one of my favorite customers sitting in the reading chairs by cookbooks.
I stopped to chat and she asked me how my trip planning was going for this summer.
So I began describing our plans.
A woman who had been browsing cookbooks came up to us and said that she couldn’t help jumping into our conversation.
She is Montenegrin!!! Third generation American.
Her great-aunt has given her a house in the Kotor area. Her cousin, who speaks very good English is available to offer us any assistance we might need.
We had a lovely conversation and exchanged e-mail addresses.
What are the odds that a woman from Montenegro would be in a bookstore in a suburb of St. Louis, MO at the same moment that I’m telling a friend about my trip.
MAN, I wish I’d purchased a lottery ticket yesterday!