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The woman raised her head first. She looked to be around eighty, her silver hair braided neatly. The man beside her was older. His hands trembled as he tried to stand.
Corinne stepped out and called, “Are you alright? Do you need help?”
The woman nodded slowly. “Please. My name is Augusta Keller. This is my husband, Raymond. We have nowhere else to go. Our son and daughter told us to leave their home this morning. They said we were a burden.”
Hearing those words felt like a strike. Corinne took a deep breath. “You must be exhausted. Get in the car. I will take you somewhere safe.”
Raymond tried to protest. “We do not want to inconvenience you.”
“You are not inconveniencing me,” Corinne replied. “You need help. Let me help.”
They rode in silence for a while until Augusta spoke again. “We raised our children to be kind. I do not know what went wrong.”
Corinne reached for her hand. “Sometimes people lose their way. It does not mean you deserved what happened.”
