Evelyn held on to the leather strap hanging from the subway ceiling. She had traveled this route dozens of times, but this time there were tears in her eyes, blurring her view.
It had been a long, difficult day for the old lady. She was returning from a devastating visit that had only left her heart more broken than it had been before she traveled.
As she tried to blink back the tears, Evelyn glanced around the train car. Most people were absorbed in their phones, books, and earbuds. A young couple sat across from her, giggling at something on a screen. A businessman in a suit tapped away at his laptop, frowning with concentration.
The other passengers seemed to notice the old black lady crying softly on the subway, but no one paid her any attention. After all, they all had their own issues, and they didn’t know what was bothering her, so they preferred to mind their business. It went on like this until three young men boarded the…..Read Full Story Here.………………..
