@like-a-deer cont. from here.
Jasmine was not having a good day.
Here she sat on the sidewalk, wondering what to do. Her car- Her home- was broken into.
She glanced up to the stranger after sighing in defeat. Please don’t be the robber checking if he missed anything.
“Well.. My money, my cellphone, my printer… basically anything that wasn’t nailed down in there-except my clothes..”
She motioned to the broken window on the driver’s side; rubbing her temple.
Thank goodness she had her camera on her neck.
Henry rubbed the back of his neck, observing the damaged vehicle. Poor kid. That’s got to be rough. With no money and no cellphone, there wasn’t much she could do without abandoning the car and risking more of her stuff being taken.
“I might not be able to get you your stuff back, but I’m going to help you however I can. There’s a little diner just across the road; you’ll be able to watch your car from there. How about I buy you some lunch, and you can borrow my phone to call the insurance or whatever.”
A warm smile stretched his lips. He’d been planning on getting something to eat anyway, and figured there was no harm in assisting someone who needed it along the way. He liked company. Especially when it appears they have an interest in photography.
