Sunday, March 3, 2013

Forgotten Bag

Rachel and Shira were on the 417 bus heading towards Ramat Beit Shemesh for Shabbos. On the bus they met Gila and Elisheva, two friends of theirs from camp. It was mini camp reunion on the 417! They caught up with each others lives and exchanged numbers, promising and hoping  they would keep in touch while they were in Israel. Nearing the first bus stop in Beit Shemesh Gila and Elisheva wished Rachel and Shira a "Good Shabbos" and got off the bus. As the bus continued through the streets of Beit Shemesh and headed towards Rachel and Shira's bus stop, Rachel's phone rang. It was Gila.
"Hi Rachel, It's Gila are you still on the bus?"
"Yeah, we are, we're about to get off." Rachel said.
"Oh phew, can you check my seat, I think I left my bag there."
"Yeah sure, hold on."
Rachel walked to the back of the bus where Gila and Elisheva had been sitting. On the seat was Gila's bag.
"Gila, yeah its here, I'll take it with me and you can pick it up from where we are staying."
"Rachel, thank you so much! This is real HP!"
"IT'S ALL HP!"

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