Identifying Love

I didn’t want to stare, but I couldn’t look away. There she sat on the bench waiting for her break to end so she could go back to work at a job that she hated. It made her feet hurt and her backache. She didn’t think she was smart enough to get a better job, so she figured her only option was working in a factory where she had to put heavy boxes on a truck from 4:30 am- 2:30 pm. Read More