Chapter 20Pinched and weathered faces bobbed in an endless sea of disheveled clothing. The stench of some was unbearable. They came in overwhelming droves until, after a while it was difficult to distinguish one person from the next. Abi forced herself to stay focused. These people were homeless, but not one of them meaningless, and each deserved to be acknowledged with a smile.
It was the Friday June was to show up at the Beacon to meet the man who thought he recognized her.
After hours of filling meal trays and looking for June's face in the crowd, Abi collapsed into a chair. Her cheeks puffed as she blew out a long breath of relief at finally being able to rest. She plopped her feet up on a nearby seat.
Joe joined her from the kitchen, looked out over the thinning crowd and then drop
