22 August 2026

The Blue Butterfly Coat, the Hospital Bracelet, and the Price of Dignity

The little card I had used for the discount rack.

She laughed under her breath and said it again, louder this time, so the cashier could hear.

“Some people got it made. Shop all day, live off handouts all night.”

My face got hot.

Not because I was ashamed.

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