Tic Tac

Last night, I shared a tic tac. Well, three, since it's impossible to tap only one out of the package. The small oval one calorie breath mint made Peter smile and earned me many blessings. A security guard that I met asking for directions one night, Peter has come to say hello to me every time I have walked by his building since our introduction in September. We always chat a little, his contagious smile making me laugh. He told me that I have a "good heart" - I don't know what proof he has, as all I have offered is greetings. And a tic tac. And maybe that is enough.