I Found a Crying Child on the Back Seat of a Bus – The Next Day a Rolls-Royce Pulled up in Front of My House
I’m Sarah, thirty-four, a single mother of two, and a city bus driver. Not glamorous, but it pays the bills and keeps the lights on. My daughter Lily is three; my son Noah isn’t even one yet. Their father vanished before Noah was born, leaving it to me and my mother, who helps however she…