A true story.
A cabbie on the night shift drove to an address.
A little lady in her nineties appeared. She was dressed for the 1940’s.
She told him everyone she had known was dead and she was going to a hospice.
She asked him to drive into Manhattan for memory sake. He turned off his meter.
She showed him an empty warehouse that was a ballroom where she went dancing and an office building where she was an elevator operator.
Afterward, he drove to the hospice.
As he helped her out, he hugged her and she wouldn’t let go.
She thanked him for seeing those joyful memories.
As the hospice door closed, he felt it was the closing of a life.
As he drove around thinking of her, he realized he was born to take her on that cab ride!
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