"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 started crying on the plane... I was not telling my story to solicit money, and never intended to walk out of that flight with anything other than my carry on."
At a hospital where I worked there was a lady in the kitchen who just seemed to hate life. She was always frowning, and if you tried to ask for some food she would look up at you with glaring eyes that made it seem like you asked for her firstborn child. She always looked so put upon, so frustrated, and like she would rather be anywhere than there.
"As his back was still turned from me, I grew irritated and impatient. And then I ROLLED MY EYES AT HIM. I literally rolled my eyes at him in disgust."
