Wednesday, October 5, 2016
Girl on the subway
She was maybe six years old. Her little brother was having a rough day. The mom gave him the crushed remnants of a cookie to calm him, which he promptly poured onto his face and clothes. His big sister dutifully wiped his face with her hands. The mom handed him a napkin, which he rubbed across his face, then wadded up and handed to his big sister. She casually accepted it like she'd done this before.
As I left the train I whispered to the mom what a good big sister her daughter was. She smiled and nodded.
I miss Samuel.