Frank pushed aside his empty plate of Chinese food and opened his fortune cookie. He didn’t know why he bothered with it. He didn’t really like the cookies, and he thought the fortunes in them were just silly. He only read them for the chuckles they gave him. Like horoscopes, he didn’t believe them.
“Good fortune will shine on you,” he read on the little slip of paper that was tucked inside the cookie.
Short and simple, he thought. And at least is sounds more like an actual fortune this time and not some knock-off of a Chinese proverb or something.
Still, he scoffed at the cookie’s fortune. “Good fortune will shine on me,” he muttered. “Yeah, right. Not with my luck.”
Frank left the restaurant and headed home. As he walked along the sidewalk in front of an apartment building, he spotted a $5 bill on the ground. He stopped and bent down to pick it up. A moment later, a brick fell from one of the apartment’s balconies , hitting the ground right where he would have been if he hadn’t stopped.
Frank jumped back and stared at the brick. His mind raced as he tried to calm his heartbeat. It had to be a coincidence, he thought. There’s no way that fortune cookie could be right.
When he finally calmed down, Frank continued his walk. A couple of moments later, his cell phone chimed. He looked at it and found a text message letting him know he’d been offered the job he’d interviewed for and had really been wanting.
Frank stared at it, disbelieving. “No way,” he muttered. “That cookie’s fortune couldn’t be real…”
Flustered, Frank walked on down the sidewalk to his apartment building. When he stepped out of the elevator and headed for his apartment door, he spotted a pretty girl unlocking the door of the apartment next to his. He didn’t recognize her. Then he noticed a couple of moving boxes next to her and realized she was moving in.
He stepped up and introduced himself, and offered to help her carry the boxes in. She gave him a warm smiled as she accepted his help, telling him how grateful she was for his offer because she was new in town and had no one to help her.
As he help her and they chatted, Frank noticed they had a lot in common, and he felt they were really hitting it off. When she smiled at him as he set a box down, he began to think maybe there had been something to that fortune cookie after all.
This post is part of the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, “fortune”: