‘HOMELESS AND HUNGRY’: THE SIGN HELD BY A HOMELESS WOMAN I TOOK IN, ONLY TO BE KICKED OUT OF MY OWN HOME THE SAME DAY

“That obvious?”

“You walked out of that store like someone carrying more than just groceries. Want to talk about it?”

I should have said no. I didn’t even know that woman. But something about her presence felt… safe.

“It’s not just a bad marriage. It’s… I don’t even know who I am anymore. I thought I married someone who loved me. Turns out, I married a man who loved control.”

“And now you’re stuck.”

“Exactly.” I swallowed, staring at a crack in the pavement. “I don’t even own my own house anymore. I gave him everything. Turns out I trusted the wrong person.”

“Yeah. I know. I’m Alice, by the way.”

“Evelyn.”

For a few moments, we sat there in silence. It wasn’t awkward.

“Do you have anywhere to go?”

Alice shook her head.

“Then come with me.”

Alice studied my face. “And your husband?”

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