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

But a few days later, there was a knock on my door.

When I opened it, two police officers were standing on my porch.

One of them looked at me calmly and asked,

“Yes,” I said, my heart racing. “Why?”

He exchanged a glance with his partner. The kind of glance that says, “We’ve got a situation here.”

“You need to come with us, ma’am.”

The officer didn’t raise his voice.

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