A LONG WALK HOME: BREAKING THE CHAINS OF PREDATORY LENDING
Lisa McDaniel was tired, dog tired. It was nearly 2 a.m. and she was cleaning up after her shift as a cook at Frank’s Place, a restaurant and bar near downtown South Bend.
She dried the last frying pan carefully. She could have hurried to finish — but the long walk home loomed again. The trek would take an hour and a half. McDaniel had been hoofing it back and forth to Mishawaka for more than a year.
She was tired of walking in the middle of the night. She’d been mugged twice. She’d gotten frostbite in her feet from trudging through the snow last year. Winter was coming again.
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