I don't have a photo for you, but I hope I can paint this picture....
I passed her on the roadside on my way to picking Kyle up from a Saturday night get-together at a friend's...
The inside light was on, and she was attending to a child in the back seat.
Upon my return, I noticed she was still there,
this time, standing behind her mini-van
(a soccer mom, maybe?)
blond, bobbed hair sticking to her cheeks
in the 34-degree December rain,
her hands behind her back,
the police cruiser's headlights reflecting off the cuffs,
And yet, I feel hopeful,
hopeful that she will get some help.
There, but for the grace of God, go I....
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