Waiting Outside St. John’s Wood: A Summer of Hope in London

comical about her seriousness. She asked questions, studied our answers, and maintained a firm stance that made it clear she wasn’t easily convinced.

“Why are you here?” she asked, her tone direct but not unkind.

We stumbled through our explanation, trying to strike the right balance between honesty and reassurance. We weren’t intruders. We weren’t there continue reading …