There is a woman nearby that lives on a bench near a bus stop. What hurts is I do not know how to get her off the bench. And if she does not get off the bench, she could die. In fact, I do not know if she will be there when I drive by and check on her today. It was 30 degrees last night when I drove up to her and called the name she gave me. “Tabatha.”` At first she did not respond.