“What did he look like?” Again she paused this time it seemed she didn’t want to answer.
“He was skinny and all of his clothes worn, torn ,and old. He had a short grayish black beard and had a very raspy voice. I think he may have been you know ...homeless from the looks of it,” and with the she hurried away to the opposite end of the boat. “Wait”, I interrupted, “did you say homeless?” “ Ya that what the lady told me, but I doubt it,” he responded
“I 'm sorry, but I have to go . Bye’’. I hurried off down the driveway and up the street with a million things racing through my mind. Oh my is this possible? All the description fit, but he just said it was nothing. Did he lie? Or did he truly not care? But he’s homeless. I’ve always thought that