It was the end of the working day and I was leaving the office when I saw her; she gave me a wave with a bright smile. “I get them back, you know. One day before Christmas, I get them back and we living [name of street] where I find a place to rent,” she said, before I could manage a word.
My spirits lifted as I noticed how happy she was. She was referring to her two toddlers who were taken into state care by the Child Care and Protection Agency sometime last year.
I had featured her last April when she approached me, after she said she had read a piece I had done. At the time she lived nowhere and was facing a court verdict on a jaywalking charge.
