Walking to my house from the bus stop about an hour ago, a father was carrying his daughter home behind me. She was concerned about all the cars and kept asking him, what if one of them hit her? What if a bus hit her?
He replied: "Ain't nobody gonna hit you, ain't nobody gonna hit you. That's why I'm here; don't you know that?"
It was one of the sweetest exchanges I've had the honor to overhear recently.
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