"It’s happening!”

It was a Saturday night and I found out that one of my homegirls Mal from NYC was in town. She hit me up and wanted to go out that night. Fast forward, after a great girls night, I was dropping off Mal home when I heard a weird sound from my car. In which turned out to be a flat tire. It was already late to get help, so I slept over at Mal’s house until the morning. Next day I asked my younger sister Shanice if she can help me out and pick me up to get this car issue situated. After running around all day we finally got someone who can help us out and put on the new tire I purchase, but the problem to it was that I had to drive my car to him. It was getting late and trying to play smart, Shanice and I decided for me to drive my car behind her since she knew where the mechanic lived. Driving very slow I notice this car driving right next to me at the same MPH. I looked over and notice this guy trying to talk to me. I rolled down my window and seen he wanted me to pull over. Pulling up behind him a little confused as to why is this guy trying his best to help me? Since Shanice was driving in front of me she had to turn back around to see what the commotion was all about. Even though this caring, determine guy didn’t get to fix my tire. The only thing that was floating on my mind was; this type of shit only happen in movies! Feeling as though I was on cloud nine it was no doubt that I wanted to see this guy again, I just didn’t know how. Thanks to the grace of God it didn’t take long when he asked me for my number to give his uncle who is a mechanic. Let’s just say; the only call I have gotten has been from Gross!!!🙌🏽🤗😍