
A woman in scrubs pressed a sweatshirt into my hands. Another pulled safety pins from her tote. A man held his suit jacket as a shield. Someone angled a phone so I could see. In under a minute they pinned the seam and tied the sweatshirt. A soft laugh moved through the car.
At the next stop I stepped off and they gave me a wave like teammates. I walked the last blocks in a sweatshirt skirt with pins ticking and my chest felt lighter. People can be so good.
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