She was a diviner. Some claimed she was a prophet; others believed she was a witch.
She could not only find water but other lost things. Not just keys or socks but hope and love.
She found me when my neighbor’s well went dry. I didn’t know I was lost.
Candace Kubinec wrote this story.
I like this a lot. Thanks.
Brilliantly, succinctly, wittily, positive microfiction.