The Cousin Saga: Part II

Today I am thankful for the kindness of strangers. I’m thankful for the African-Puerto Rican man, the middle-aged man, and the trucker named Danny who gave my young cousin rides from the outskirts of Cincinnati to Indianapolis. I am thankful for Josiah, a 21-year-old guy she met on the bus from Indy to Chicago, who gave her his blanket, bought her a Gatorade, and kept her company while they both waited for their next buses (his to Kansas City, hers to Minneapolis). She arrived in Minneapolis at 5:30 this morning with a purse, the fleece blanket Josiah had given her, and a small reusable grocery bag containing the rest of her personal possessions. She’s now at home asleep on the air mattress in our spare room, exhausted from her long physical journey. Her emotional journey, I hope, is just beginning.


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