Cries for Help

A three-and-a-half-year-old's voice pierced the darkness between the back and front seat. "Is your husband home already?" she asked Laura. The little girl was sitting beside her mom and younger brother in the back. Laura was driving. "Yeah, he just got home," Laura said, heading down our street en route to their house in the … Continue reading Cries for Help

Outlook’s Not Great

She had a big black mole on her cheek hugging her nose and was breastfeeding her newborn the entire time Laura was talking with her. They'd gone on a full two minutes before she asked Laura for money. She was from the south and spoke fast, and it was hard for Laura to understand her. … Continue reading Outlook’s Not Great