Saving a Stranded Star

Someone has a chance to be an everyday hero

I'd always had a benign crush on her, so my opportunity to help was euphoric.

She'd been standing behind a mall, an unwelcome crowd gathering. "Miss Yearwood! Trisha! Autograph?!"

The noisy crowd was becoming more and more insistent. With no protective entourage around her, I decided to be her knight in plain clothes. I pushed through the crowd and smiled confidently. "Looks like a case of mistaken identity again, Heather. Let's go home..." She followed me to my old car.

We took backroads back to her hotel, where she thanked me profusely.

And she did sign an autograph for me.

NOTES: ▼

I really do still entertain this daydream from time to time, when I'm on a long drive or hike, for instance. It would be so rewarding to save a star from their own stardom just once, wouldn't it? ...Especially the lovely Ms. Yearwood!