R A V E N N A
It was midday, and the restaurant was crowded with customers. I had recently hired more waitresses, specifically hiring the people I knew needed the job mostly.
I could see myself in their shoes, see how I used to live. How I had struggled to pay the rent and buy the food that kept my child alive.
It didn't feel right for me not to help them if I could.
I knew the pain and struggle of not having enough money, and it was something I wouldn't wish on anyone.
The last thing I wanted was for them to feel helpless and lost like I did, when I had struggled with money and didn't have enough to live a decent life.
I didn't want to be responsible for any parent not being able to feed their kids, or not having a roof over their head.
So, I did what was best.
And I'd rather liv
