Ani Huger -

“There she is,” Mrs. Gable said softly.

That night, she looked in the mirror and saw a girl with tired eyes and messy hair. A girl who had lost too much too fast. But also a girl who had just eaten chicken and rice out of a casserole dish with a serving spoon, who had carried birdseed up three flights of stairs, who had felt the sun on her face for the first time in weeks. Ani Huger

On her way back, she saw Mrs. Gable struggling with a bag of birdseed. “Let me,” Ani said. And she carried it up the three flights of stairs to Mrs. Gable’s door. “There she is,” Mrs