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AidaAidaThe late summer heat sticks to her. She gets up from her seat on the bus, walks off, and when it has rounded the corner and she has a moment of privacy, she peels her long, thick skirt off the back of her legs. Everything sticks to you this time of year here, she thinks, longing for the cool mountain air of home.
Everything sticks to you this time of year hereShe fluffs the skirt, giving her legs some air, before preparing for the long walk to the apartment. When they first resettled in Clarkston, right outside of Atlanta, Aida’s daughter studied hard and got her driver’s license. A very kind and empathetic donor to the resettlement agency heard about her family and wanted to help. When asked what they needed, the vote was unanimous, a car. The donor provided them with
