I over heard a cell phone call at Le Mediterranean
a deep voiced black woman’s fun chat with her sister in Georgia
sister’s name ~ Darlene  

with a velvety smooth voice she called her sister ‘DA’
she shared happy news of her engagement to the woman sitting next to her drinking iced tea at the bar  

I’d just finished reading a Psychology Today article claiming one could be deemed lucky to talk to a kind stranger
I thought I’d give it a go and test my good luck streak  

I walked up to this velvety smooth voice and said,
“Hi, I’m Darlene!”
told her I thought my new nickname would be ‘DA’ after overhearing her fun conversation  

She smiled ~ high on her ‘lit up’ gig ~ her love news ~ and the sun setting over the Pacific  

As she ended the conversation with her sister, I told her I used to sing ‘40’s tunes and play piano with my sister standing atop the bench singing ~ as we had Showtime with Dad

Also told her I played Ja Da ~ Ja Da ~ Ja Da Ja Da ~ Jing ~Jing~ Jing and
my sister and I used to pretend we were the McGuire Sisters singing “Sugartime”
sometimes we’d sing Billy Rose’s “Papermoon”
she smiled admitting she didn’t know any of these old time tunes  

i bid farewell to my new friend
walked away smiling and feeling lucky ~ I had talked to a kind stranger . . .