The sharp smell of lemon cleaner blended with the warm scent of freshly baked bread, and the contrast hi:t me so hard I froze in the doorway, certain for a suspended second that exhaustion had carried me into the wrong apartment.
I took in a homeless man with a leg brace for one night because my son couldn’t stop staring at him in the cold. I left for work the next morning expecting him to be gone by evening.
