Chapter 24

I nod, "I'd love to come to your class. I'm sure it would be better than sitting down all day doing nothing." Hannah grinned at me, "Perfect. I'll pick you up at eight-thirty." "And maybe you can bring her to the soup kitchen afterwards," Kevin suggested. Hannah's face lit up, "Yes. That's a great idea." she turned to me, "You wouldn't mind, would you?" I shook my head. Of course, I wouldn't mind serving food to the homeless. I know what they're going through, what they like so who better to help them than someone who knows and understand their struggles. I've been to a few soup kitchen myself, and it was because I was hungry and I had no money, just like the other persons there. Everyone had a different story. In a Soup Kitchen, you're surrounded by hundreds of people who have a story. Some stories were similar to mine. Some were much more worse. Going to the soup kitchen allowed me to see how other people cope with being homeless. Hannah looked between her son and me, "I don't