Of course, she had to tell everyone their business, she had nothing else to do with her time. She was the only one with wisdom. The only one who had it together. Everyone needed to benefit from her life experiences.
Well, not everyone. Most people couldn’t wait to be out of her presence. Backing away from the prolonged conversations. Casually glancing at their watches and praying someone would text them to be somewhere else.
Loneliness takes on many forms. Needing to be needed is one. Unfortunately, she had overstayed her welcome and would soon find herself even lonelier yet.
She walked to the grocery store every week but took the jitney home. She was living in the inner city on her own and didn’t have a car.
One day, she was struggling with her groceries and a man called out to her. “Excuse me, miss. I can drive you home if you like.” She hesitated. He was a stranger and she wasn’t about to get into his car.
An older lady, waiting for the bus spoke up. “Don’t worry, child, that’s the neighborhood jitney. It’s cheaper than a cab and he only helps people home from the store.”
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