The whole misunderstanding had been built, brick by brick, out of a good woman’s shame at a need that was never hers to be ashamed of. Chapter 8 — Where It Came From

She gestured at the diapers and the cans.

“None of this is yours, Mr.

Prescott.

It comes from a local outreach center that helps women leaving violent homes.

A volunteer drops the supplies here near the end of my shift, because her route runs right down this avenue.