He was walking along the highway at dusk, headed into the mountains. He was loaded down with bags and backpacks and carrying a big box.
He was crying.
I did a u-turn and went back to ask if he needed a ride. He said “That would be great.” Where to? “As far as you are going.”
Since I was only going about a mile, I offered to drive him wherever he was headed.
That’s almost 9 hours away. By car. So I asked for the story.
He’d been living with a lady about 9 miles away and working in the area. There was a minor incident and she got mad and kicked him out. He was headed home.
So I took him home and we fed him dinner and made up a bed on the sofa. My husband was worried we were going to be murdered in our sleep. Or worse – robbed!
I didn’t think so. I got a good vibe from him. He seemed like a nice kid who had trouble and just wanted to get home.
We fed him breakfast and drove him to Reno to the Greyhound station where he bought a ticket. Two transfers and about 24 hours and he’ll be home.
Jesus Lopez Bueno – good luck to you. Thank you for letting me pay back one of the many times I have rescued.