Her husband died long ago but she still wears the ring. Her bible is her companion now.
The opened pages read, “Keep me as the apple of Your eye; hide me under the shadow of Your wings, from the wicked who oppress me, from the deadly enemies who surround me.”
She’ll stay awake at night to protect herself and sleep during the day on the light rail trains. You won’t notice her if she’s not near her cart. She’s pretty.