I wasn’t sure what drew my eyes to her that day.
Maybe it was the designer stroller, the kind I could never afford, or maybe it was the haunted look in her eyes. But nothing could’ve prepared me for what she left behind by the dumpster.
I wasn’t sure what drew my eyes to her that day.
Maybe it was the designer stroller, the kind I could never afford, or maybe it was the haunted look in her eyes. But nothing could’ve prepared me for what she left behind by the dumpster.