A Philadelphia vignette.
The men standing nearby do nothing. Mama stands up straight and adjusts her shirt.
She turns away and walks toward Qyntell with her hand outstretched.
Mama's boyfriend calls after her, but she ignores him.
Qyntell grabs a hold of Mama's hand.
"Mama," he says in quiet voice, like he's asking her a question.
She doesn't answer him. She is crying now too, and they walk down the street together in silence.