“They seem surprised.”
“They don’t know me.”
“Then tell us.”
“I provide shelter.”
“I provide counseling.”
“I provide food.”
The pregnant woman let out a quiet, broken laugh.
Every head turned toward her.
She looked down at the floor.
“I stayed at one of your shelters.”
Celeste blinked, then looked at her properly for the first time.
“What?”
