The Kindness of Strangers/The Strangeness of Being Kind

I rocked the drop earlier today with Lauren Oliver‘s Before I Fall.  Union Square Park held on to the wild smell of mulch and I looked for the right spot to leave the book behind, while this band of rainbow color and brass set up for a concert I never heard.

I left the book on a bench, quickly snapped a photo to document the drop, and escaped the park, crossed the cobblestone street to head back to the office.  Unbeknownst to me, he had followed, all that way, called after me, held the book out with concern.

“You left this,” he said breathlessly.

“Oh.  No. I meant to,” I stumbled for words. “It’s this thing.  Rock the drop.  You leave a book for someone.”

He stared blankly.

“You can keep it, if you want it.”

“But it’s yours.  You forgot it.”

“No.  Well.  Yes.  But I meant to.  Do you want it?”

“You forgot it,” he insisted.

Before I knew it, the book was back in my hands and he was gone. I stood on the street corner, having never loved New York City (its kindness, its strangeness) more.

I crossed back over the cobblestones, passed the band, found my bench and placed the book there.  Again.

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6 thoughts on “The Kindness of Strangers/The Strangeness of Being Kind

  1. That’s really funny – straight out of a situation comedy! I can just see you dropping it the second time and then running away super fast so no one could catch you to return it!

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  2. I rocked the drop last year and remember feeling very secretive and almost as if I would get in trouble if someone caught me. And I checked the spot again two hours later to see if someone picked it up (they had). It's such a great idea. I wish I had remembered to do it this year. Maybe I'll go put a book out today anyway. 🙂

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