Baby BoyOctober 25, 2007
It’s raining and cold today. There’s a fall chill in the air.
I just dropped Fa off at school.
As I was waiting to get gas, I saw them. Waiting. In the rain.
Her in flip flops, him in the papoose around her. No hat, no blanket to shield him from the elements. Just them. Standing.
I had the heat of the car keeping me warm and dry. I had a full tank…I pretty much have all I need. Amazing how life is.
I couldn’t stand seeing them getting soaked.
I offered her a ride.
They were going to a train station not all that far away by car. But by bus, it would have taken three transfers.
She accepted gratefully.
I didn’t have the proper car seat for him so I drove slowly and carefully trying to gleam some sort of information from her and some sort of protection for us all from whatever guides me.
He’s a month old. She only speaks Spanish. Luckily, I understand more than I think I do.
The mother in me took over and I took her to her destination. I left her with my very best Espanol…”Vaya adentro con ese muchacho del bebé…Tenga cuidado!”
I hope that baby boy is okay.