A Chance Encounter at a Gas Station Helped a Young Woman Find Safety and a New Beginning

I was filling up my motorcycle on a quiet afternoon when I overheard a young woman speaking in a voice filled with worry. She stood beside an older car, her hands shaking as she counted a few coins. Her distress was impossible to ignore.

She looked barely twenty, with her hair pulled back and traces of tears still on her cheeks. Something about her continue reading …