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

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Evelyn spent two weeks in the hospital.

I visited every day.

“They say I can’t take care of her,” she said one afternoon. “That I’m too old to raise a child alone.

They’re probably right.”

Two days later, Marissa came to see me.

“We’ve explored every option, but with Evelyn’s health and living situation, it’s just not safe for her to raise a baby. We need to find a permanent home.”

My heart hammered. “What does that mean?”

The words came out before I could think.

“What if I offered to adopt her?”

Marissa’s eyebrows rose.

“Are you serious?”

“Yes. I have a stable job. My kids are grown.

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