The Miracle

The star flew crossed the sky as Sheri stood looking out her window, she could hear the rooftop party across the way she sighed ask she couldn't remember the last time she was able to get dressed go out and have fun. She hadn't gone out on a date in years and ever since the pandemic lockdowns it seemed like the social scene was a distant dream, she went back to her desk rubbing her eyes as she sat at the computer to get back to work. Flipping open her black notebook full of scribbled notes highlights doodles tabs but this was her business in the natural she was typing the outlines for her projects onto the organization planner she had so she could stay on schedule. Meetings, conference calls, recording podcasts writing up a blog post, creating PowerPoint making product mockups, and production meetings. But what was it all with if she had no life, her work became her prison and she longed to have file again glancing out the window at the party across the way she sighed again straightening up and adjusting her glasses slipping back into her rabbit hole of work while numbing her mind with a mix if smooth-jazz, neo-soul, and worship music the show must go on.

The Next Day

She was walking to the church for breakfast she stopped at the corner to see urban the neighborhood homeless man he said, "your husband hasn't found you yet" she smiled "not yet" her friend came around the corner "I was looking for you look at this nice coat I found think it will fit you perfectly."

She smiled trying it on it did fit it was fancy exactly right for a party but still nowhere to go. She thanked her as they walked to the church together and she saw the sign "$60,000 lottery jackpot" she heard her friend mumble you know somebody won for $1.7 billion the other night..." She laughed "that why it so lows now... After federal and state taxes cone out you are only looking at $20,000" Sherri replied. They kept walking going to church.

Between services she thought about what could she do with that kind of money, she opened up her black notebook and started to write down a prayer below it she pointed out how she could pay Upwork people to set up her tunnels pit together promotional video content set up all her social media to run on audio pilot, get back to batch content and doing new "audio club Podhouse" and get a real groundswell to start to do what she loves by her music-making software and make her beats to make podcast unique. Flip them and start working with writers and producers and mastering her album for all tracks she had written she flushed her notes closing the black notebook and heading to the night service.

It was amazing and the bishop called them the alter and she sat her black notebook on the alter and the minister prayed strong prayer over her business endeavors. “You will do great things you are at the beginning of a new season but much joy us to come in the coming years but this is something you can't do alone many will lock arms with you and be your cohort a tight circle around you in times of trouble protect you pray for you, but one will walk in kingdom covert with you and help you pick up all the assets the enemy stole from you all the years you were gone” she left heading back to the homeless shelter that night seeing the marquee one last time for the lottery jackpot she said: "Lord if you bless me with $20,000 to get this business off the ground I will give you $6,000 back into your ministries." She went back on the train that night she went back to her room prayed before bed. Let it go.

The next morning her phone rang on Facebook it was her cousin "call me your aunt passed and they have been looking for you" she knew exactly who they meant she was not the best aunt but when her daughter texted her to, she knew she had to call back. " hey Jonathan, what's going on" he said "Aunt Lanee died, and she left you her black book we need you to claim it" she was confused but arranged to take the train to Queens on the weekend. She put on her Sunday best and headed to church after the word she was on a red-eye to Queens, as she was putting her bag up in the carry on she was having trouble a taller man stepped behind her "let me help you with that" he grabbed the bag sliding it in with ease he said "my names Malcolm, nice to meet you" she smiled nervous turned out they were sharing the seating area, she did not mind she enjoined the company they talked the whole trip

“Where are you from.”

“Brooklyn” he started with a smile.

She glanced out the window “Queen I was born…. Raised in Maryland,”

He said, “what’s taking you to Queens now.”

She stated, “Family business.”

He said, “what’s your favorite artist.”

She gave him a inquisitive look “art or music.”

He smirked “you choose or answer Both.”

She smiled “music, Michael Jackson, Prince, Maxwell, Artist Salvador Dohali, Di-Vinci…” they went on about art, music, fashion, pop culture mindset, emotions, physical health, spiritual beliefs, and social lines dislike things they couldn't wait to get back to after pandemic ended… the interior went off “last call we will be arriving in Queens, in ten minutes.”

She looked over at him “wow, we talked the whole way,”

He said, “we did… but if you don’t mind, I enjoined our chat we could continue talking sometime.”

She smiled and said, “I would like that.”

When they pulled to a stop, they sat there unmoving a few moments just enjoying the moment the train pulled to a stop, and he got up to grab her bag.

She took out a pen and wrote her number down as he handed her bag, she handed him the paper he put it in his inner coat pocket when the last call came before having to get off.

They got off to better walking into the terminal hands brushing as they walked, they turned to each other smiling. He said, “I am this way pointing left.”

She started pointing right to her gate “I’m that way” they lingered on goodbye, he started “how about I flag you a cab, she said okay but don’t you have to go that way. He said, “I can want a few more minutes what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t make sure you got to your car safe.”

She smiled they walked out together she told him where she was going, he looked up the area found it was a few miles away and when he flagged the cab down, he leaned in the front hanging the driver $200.oo “take her wherever she needs to go.”

He adjusted his bag on his shoulder age said, “you didn’t have to do that.”

He shrugged “it's nothing.”

They hugged she smelled his sandalwood, black pepper, and a hint of like, she took it in letting him go, and getting in the cab he shut the door and tapped the top. It pulled off she watched him as he turned taking out his phone and the piece of paper from his jacket as he walked away with a triumphant smile, only moments later to get a text, “we’ll talk soon” she smiled in the back seat holding her phone to her chest line she just got asked out by McDreamy, she reached the house.

After conversation greetings and a big dinner, they called her to the den Jonathan handed her the book that looked identical to her black book except with a biblical quote on it from 2 Corinthians. She took it she had to make it back on the red-eye to Penn station by 9:30 so she said her goodbye by 8:00 on the train back she opened the book seeing old family photos of her mother she thought she never would see again since her mother passed 14yrs ago, notes sticky letters and opens and in the back was an envelope she almost dropped she grabbed it in the nick of time and opened it, it was a check for $20,000 from her aunt her sister has held the money from a settlement that can't 20yrs before from there brother's death it gained interest and it was meant for her all that time. But there was a second envelope from "your father's Family" a check for "$250,000. oo a trust they had put together for her at birth that had grown interest but only now cashed out on now they knew she was alive and okay. She closed her eyes closing the book. Kissing the book one tear dripped down onto the pages as the star flew crossed the sky one last time.