I Have No Gloves!
"I have no gloves." The girl standing outside of my car said after I handed her some money. Then she showed me her red, cold hands. I looked around our car to see if we had a spare pair and then checked to see of any of us in the car were wearing gloves. "I don't have any gloves," I said apologetically. She showed me her hands again. "I don't have any gloves." Her face was sad. I noticed her skimpy skirt with leggings underneath; a pink backpack lay on the sidewalk. I asked my daughter to look under the seat to see if we had any hand and foot warmers. "I have hand warmers," she said a little frustrated. "But I have no gloves." "I don't have any gloves." I had shaken my head before we drove away. I felt sad for her. My first response - go to the nearby store and buy her a pair of gloves. Until I saw the parking lot filled with cars waiting in line to park. Last minute shoppers on Christmas Eve. Then ...