I Gave $2 to an Elderly Woman at the Store — the Next Day, a Note Appeared on My Locker at Work

“No! They’ll take her…”

“We’ll be here,” Hannah said firmly. “We’ll explain everything.”

Within an hour, a social worker named Marissa arrived.

She talked to Evelyn, examined everything, and made notes.

“Your paperwork was filed wrong. That’s on us. But you need immediate medical care.”

“I won’t leave Rosie.”

“If you collapse, she goes into emergency foster care,” Marissa explained.

“If you let us help now, we can control how this goes.”

Evelyn looked at me, then at Hannah. “What are you saying?”

“Hospital tonight. Rosie would be put in temporary foster care while we fix everything.

Then we reassess.”

Evelyn stared at Rosie, and something in her shattered.

“Okay,” she whispered. “For her.”

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