I Bought Two Cupcakes for a Crying Little Girl in a Café – Days Later, I Opened My Door and Froze

“My dad is outside. He’s working.

He told me to wait here so I wouldn’t get cold. We only had enough for tea.”

I looked where she pointed.

Outside, a man in a thin jacket was shoveling snow from the sidewalk.

His hands were red and raw from the cold.

A city cleaner, doing everything he could to make ends meet.

My heart broke.

She nodded.

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