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I climbed into the car and put on my seat belt. A man in a brown coat walked up to the window and tapped lightly on it. He had crooked teeth and a black well worn hat on his head. The window was lowered and he asked if we could spare 4 dollars. He had no gas for his car, and it would be towed if he didn't move it. Before he began speaking I had reached for my purse. I had only a 10. It was the 10 I needed to pay back my mom with for christmas presents. It was the only cash I had left on me. Without thinking about any of this, I handed him the money. He accepted it and moved on, presumably towards his car. I do not know if his story was true. I do not know if he was going to buy drugs or alcohol with my 10 dollar bill.
There was no thought about the money I owed my mom, there was no thought about how the money would be spent.
It was a simple exchange of american currency between two human beings in a parking lot. This action was done on gut instinct, on pure impulse and it felt right.