"I felt the tug on my sleeve and looked down to find him standing motionless. His mouth was moving but I couldn’t make out his words. His quiet body in the noisy room caught me off guard. I bent down to find his voice."
"I don’t know who this lady is... she waved at him and he made his way up to her. I thought their interaction would be the same as last time but I was wrong. "
"Tears filled my eyes. I looked up to see my mother’s face—it was wet from tears—as she watched us count what felt like a million dollars. Someone loved us enough to know that year…we just needed a tiny sprout of hope, not in a little jolly man in a red suit, but in Christ."
I voted for Donald Trump. God, help me, I did. Southern-bred and Bible-belt brought up, our state ran red, of course it did, but I didn't vote strictly on party lines. I took a good look at the candidates before me, and I prayed. Oh, Lord, I prayed.