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

Then, some baby wipes. A bruised banana. And a bottle of water.

She stood in front of the hot food warmer for what felt like forever, just staring.

Her hand reached toward the taquitos, then dropped.

She turned away without taking anything else.

When she reached my register, the baby stirred. And just like that, the exhaustion on the woman’s face shifted. It was replaced by something fierce and tender, like love was the only thing keeping her upright.

I scanned her items.

“$14.73.”

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