So we went to the thrift store to help Veronica get a costume. Next week is her 100th day of kindergarten and she is supposed to dress like a 100-year-old woman.

We had picked a few things and I was having her try them on. The woman next to us was watching so I told her about our adventure. She chatted about things and was friendly.

Then she said “I was supposed to have a baby. ”

She went on to say she just had a miscarriage two days ago I gave her sympathy I told her that one in four pregnancies end in a miscarriage.

Then she told me she had had three miscarriages and she was 19.

Whoa.

I tried to be encouraging I told her there was still time.

“The last two weeks have been really hard.”
The next thing she says is her mother kicked her out of the house because her brother told her mother that she would not let her brother play video games.

Also her friend had just died.

And her husband is in jail for something he didn’t do.

She’s not sure what she’s going to do.

What am I supposed to do with this information?

Some part of it is not true. Some part may be true.

Some part of her is playing me.

So. I told her to hang in there. Tomorrow is another day.