Leah pushed the stroller through busy streets. Pushing hair out of her eyes she lit her last cigarette.
“Hey, lady! You shouldn’t be smoking around your baby, you know.â€
The passing vehicle showered her with slush, but the words struck like daggers.
“Kids these days, she muttered. No respect. No sense of decency.â€
She checked the stroller to make sure none of her belongings had fallen out, covered the baby doll inside and walked on towards the shelter with its promise of food and warmth, safety from the night.
“I got you, baby. Me and you, we’ll keep on surviving.â€
Velvet Verbosity’s 100 Word Challenge this week is SURVIVING. The above are my 100.