“Hi, Mrs. B, you ok?”
“Good, John.”
The children arrive from difficult plights and miserable lives, but we give them love and care.
“Police station, Mrs.B?”
“Ok, five minutes.”
Explanations of right and wrong, but hard backgrounds, mean slow changes.
“You understand, John?”
“Yeah, thanks, Mrs.B.”
He’ll come good; the others did. He’s part of a past and present family that will give him strength, but sunshine can take time.
My award said, hero, but I’m no hero.