She walked to the grocery store every week but took the jitney home. She was living in the inner city on her own and didn’t have a car.
One day, she was struggling with her groceries and a man called out to her. “Excuse me, miss. I can drive you home if you like.” She hesitated. He was a stranger and she wasn’t about to get into his car.
An older lady, waiting for the bus spoke up. “Don’t worry, child, that’s the neighborhood jitney. It’s cheaper than a cab and he only helps people home from the store.”
©2019 Annette Rochelle Aben