Saving Grace
Since the middle of September I had this nagging cough. I was constantly hacking to keep my throat clear, alternating with deep coughs to liberate my heavy lungs. Week after week, I just could not shake the constant irritation. Finally on October 7, the day before my scheduled lecture I had enough. I drove to Whole Foods to get some herbal mixture that would allow me to speak uninterrupted for an hour.
I was relieved to find a store clerk in the herbal isle. After pointing out various products on a shelf, she paused for a moment, turned around and motioned toward the bottom shelf on the other side of the isle.
“That spray down there, a very popular item,” she said.
I bent down to pick up one of the glass bottles. On the label it read:
Singer’s
Saving Grace
Honey
Lemon
Soothing throat spray
“Saving Grace?” I read it out loud in amazement.
“Yes, that’s the one,” she replied.
“Oh, that’s too funny!” I exclaimed. “My name means Grace.”
“This is it!” I declared and marched away holding the bottle high up in the air.
