“Tenderloin Adventure”

I’m at a loss for words. Just read it. All of it.

“I paused mid-prayer to look at the crumpled paper that had just been tossed on our restaurant table. On it was scribbled, ‘There’s starting to be some talk. I may be able to help.’ As the street-worn man who left the note walked away, I looked at my friends sitting there and laughed, wondering if our evening would get any more bizarre. It had all started innocently enough with parking our car in the infamous Tenderloin District of San Francisco…”

– Marshall Benbow,”Tenderloin Adventure,” on StudentSoul.org