Scenes

I drove by a women's health clinic yesterday. I've often seen anti-abortion demonstrators standing and kneeling on the sidewalk out front. Not yesterday, just a lone, long-haired young woman standing near the entrance. I glimpsed her momentarily while passing in traffic. The bright sun was at her back and light flared around her like a halo. In one hand, she held a phone pressed to her ear; in the other hand, an overnight bag.