I went to the grocery store for a pack of lightbulbs and fully intended to leave in under ten minutes.
That was the plan, anyway.
Instead, by the time I reached the checkout line, I found myself standing in the middle of a moment that would stay with me long after the bulbs were forgotten.
There were two people ahead of me. One was a man with motor oil and beef jerky tossed carelessly on the belt. The other was a young woman in wrinkled blue scrubs, holding a single can of hypoallergenic baby formula like it mattered more than anything else in the world.
I noticed her right away because she looked exhausted enough to fall over.
The cashier scanned the formula, and the nurse slid her card into the machine.
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