Beg For It
Lina Fajita he stares at me from a distance but ignores meif only he had been with me summaryon my own pretending he's beside mei met a man that wasn't there
The air smelled faintly of rain and new beginnings.
He said, “You did good today.”
I stepped close.
“And so did you.”
He hesitated.
“Goodnight,” I said.
He nodded.
Then he whispered, “Stay safe.”
I nodded.
He left.
I watched him drive away.
The fundraiser wasn’t just about kids anymore.
It was about redemption.
And maybe—even healing.