chorizo, clean clothes, new friends

So, as Mercy's car was submerging in a drainage ditch, off the highway in a no-name Panhandle town-she escaped the car and ran to a convenience store.
Leo was finishing up his all-night shift, delivery at the convenience store-he overheard Mercy's appeal for help and he offered. . .paper towels, his cell phone, kindness-and then Leo asked if he could take Mercy home to Gloria, his wife.
Yes, please!
And Gloria was there, warm and kind, caring for 3 grandchildren, making chorizo tacos-chorizo, one of Mercy's favorite things.
So, Gloria fed her, washed and dried her soggy, smelly clothes, offered a shower-and comfort.
Leo helped her call the sheriff, make the police report- and that afternoon, Mercy caught a ride part way home to San Antonio with Leo, Gloria, the grandchildren.
New Friends, I'd say- Mercy's already been back to visit.
I'm readng through Proverbs again this summer, asking the Lord to give me fresh eyes for familiar truth.
Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, when it is in your power to do it. (Prov 3:27)
I think about Leo and Gloria. . .and what about me?