this morning #1016.

this morning, as we all stood along the back wall waiting, she turned to me & choked out a whispered “so wait…are ALL of these people in this room in the country illegally?” while i couldn’t believe it either, i opted to keep my thoughts to myself. she probably should’ve too. it’s rude of her to put it that way. neither of us knew the particulars of anyone in the room. take the woman who was sitting up front with the teenage girl. she wore the look of someone who’s seen some stuff. both of them did. that matters more than how they arrived here. legal or not. they’re here now & they need our help. we were there to do what we could. no questions asked. at least not questions like that.