Back around by the playground, I gave Dennis a million-dollar tract. When he found out it was a Christian tract, he was furious.

I walked around to the bus stop, to find a lady seated there, smoking. The conversation I had with her humbled me to tears.

Around the corner we came across Daryl. Daryl was in an electric wheelchair. He took my tract, and thought that he would go to heaven because he has changed his ways, and not doing the bad stuff he used to do anymore.