A year earlier, I would have thought I could never look at those windows again.

Now I watched a woman help a little boy out of a car.

He wore a red hat with a pom-pom and carried a stuffed animal nearly as large as his body.

I wondered what they were afraid of.

I wondered what they hoped the doctors would say.

I hoped someone inside would offer them patience when they were tired and kindness when they had none left to give.

Kenneth slowed near the intersection.