Last night as I was walking up my walkway I saw a woman on the corner of my home. A man, I guess, her "boyfriend" was yelling and cursing as her. She looked at me and smiled. "Are you safe, sis?" I asked. Basically I was asking her if she had some place to go. "I'm ok. I'm ok." She responded.
He saw us talking and stopped yelling and cursing. I just stood there as she walked. I pray she arrived at her destination safely. Sometimes maybe that's all it takes. The slightest intervention.
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