I walked into work, and the Country Mart were I worked seemed busier than normal. I had fifteen minutes before I started work. I am excited because I get to talk to Mr. Webb, one of Country Mart’s regulars before clock in. I loved to work in the Gas Station of Country Mart, because I got to meet a lot of new people. Some of the people that came in where farmers, nuclear families, and single parent families. Today one family caught my attention today.
A single mother, bundled up in a fur coat, with her two children waited patiently in line to pay for their gas. The baby had a sleeping onesie on, it looks as that baby had worn it for a week now. The boy ran around in only his underwear with a rip down the leg. As she walked up to the counter,
