I Helped a Young Mom with Her Baby in a Grocery Store – Three Days Later, a Large Black SUV Was Parked Right Outside My House

Heat rushed up my neck.

Not righteous anger at first—shame. Shame that adults talk like that.

Shame that no one nearby said a word. Shame that I was just standing there.

Then the girl’s hands started shaking so hard the baby’s head jolted. Her knees buckled again.

For one horrible second, I thought, She’s going to drop him.

I moved before I even decided to.

I rushed over and held my arms out.

She stared at me, eyes wild.

Then her shoulders sagged. She let me take the baby.

The second his weight left her arms, her legs gave out. She slid down the shelf, back hitting metal with a dull thud.

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