NO SHOES BY LEAH GRACE O’BRIEN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 57
She put her hands on her hips and studied me. “There are plenty of people in this world who would do just about anything for those shoes.”
“I know. I appreciate you helping me,” I said. I felt dizzy and hot.
“Go get yourself some breakfast and say a prayer.” Shaking her head, she added, “Your mother must be very worried about you. She would be very upset if she saw you in this state.”