Choose

You have to choose between us, she said, pointing at herself and then to the girl lying on the sidewalk.

I couldn’t choose. They both had their pros. She had a smile that could make you forget you can only afford Ramen. The one on the street reminded you every day that Ramen was the only thing you could keep down. I guess I started thinking out loud because the one still standing said,
Fine! You want her? She’s yours. Then she jumped into traffic. No one hit her, but her gesture was still appreciated.