PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
She layered their shirts and pants before putting their threadbare thrift store coats on them. The oversized boots they’d had to choose because that’s all that was left were an advantage in winter. More room for layers of socks. Their hats, scarves, and mittens, donated by the ladies of the nearby nursing home, were thick and warm.
Every morning by eight-thirty, she and the children waited in the park. At eight forty-five they crossed the street and got in line. At exactly nine, the door under the welcoming stone archway opened to warm air and the happy smells of breakfast.
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Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the inspiring host of Friday Fictioneers. I must also give a nod to Dale Rogerson’s lovely photo today! Wow!