I Helped A Girl Buy A Birthday Cake—What She Slipped Into My Pocket Changed My Life Forever

For several seconds, neither of us spoke.

Then she slowly reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone.

Her hands were shaking.

She turned the screen toward me.

And my heart broke again.

Months of notes.

Dates.

Photos.

Observations.

Every Saturday.

Every single Saturday.

She had been watching me.

Learning me.

Waiting for me.

Tracking my routine.

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