I had a taxi order a couple of years ago, which I remembered because of its unusuality.



The lunch time. The private sector. A woman aged 65 left the house holding a baby of 4 months maximum in her arms. The child was trapped. She approached, opened the door, put the child on the back seat and named the address. I was already automatically going to touch when I see this woman standing on the street.



Do you not go?

and no. The daughter will meet and pay. Not far to go.

I’m a very small child, do they do that? ! to

My daughter told me to send it, and I sent it. Everything is normal.



I’t go that way now, but then I agreed. A couple of stops only had to pass.



I wasn’t driving, I was on the road. One hand on the steering wheel, the other holds the child so that he does not slip from the seat when braking.



They arrived. A girl of 30 years. He opens the door and takes the child.



I – Do not do that anymore. You are not afraid for the child. Suddenly...

D is not the first time.



Those words interrupted me.

He put in the money and closed the door.