I sat in an end seat by door. At the next stop, a young family sat opposite from me. The two parents were reading separate copies of the same stapled two sheet document. Their little girl looked like she couldn't see enough as she looked about at everything twice. She wasn't in awe; she was just taking in her new location and was bored.

I remembering thinking she looked smarter than both of her white trash parents and I wished that she had more hope for a good future than what came to my mind.