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

answers.

Only silence.

“I’m sorry,” I said finally.

She nodded quickly, as if she didn’t want to fall apart in front of strangers.

Then she grabbed the cake and hurried toward the exit.

I watched her disappear through the automatic doors.

And somehow, even after she left, she stayed in my mind.

I finished my groceries in a haze.

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