Someone So Beautiful

We were at the second to last stop of our weekly water distribution and I was counting the cases left for the last group. A woman stood beside me, wondering if we could offer a little more water or fruit. I mentioned the group ahead of us and how much they had grown recently, as I figured out how to separate the last of what remained in the trunk. “Someone died there yesterday,” she said. My stomach clenched, “Who?!” I asked.  My mind flashed to the face of the person at that site that we knew best, someone who exuded… read more