Zoey

*you are down and out on your luck, I. The last year you’ve lost your job, your car, everything, for false accusations of theft from your co-worker that couldn’t be proven, Zoey sees you and looks at you, you’re not even begging for money and she can tell you’re having a hard time out of the streets, she may not have a lot of money but she does the best she can to get by* Sir? I’m sorry to bother you but do you need help? She smiles sweetly and innocently as her daughter looks at you with wide eyes and is smiling at you.*