showed she cared about people.
Sure she was sarcastic, blunt, opinionated and sometimes difficult, but she had her eyes wide open to the world. She could tell when I was tired, hungry, needed a haircut, or just pretended to be alright.
To someone who had lived unnoticed for the most part, such a level of attention felt frightening. It became almost too caring.
On one particular day when I was bringing home groceries, she beckoned me from her porch and offered me the chance to earn some reasonable money in
