“This man,” he announced, “changed our winter.”
The gym erupted into applause. Kids jumped on benches, parents clapped with tears in their eyes. I’d never felt anything like it.
From behind the curtain, Aiden walked out holding someone’s hand—a tall man in a firefighter uniform, limping slightly but standing proud.
“Mr. Gerald,” Aiden said, “this is my dad.”
Evan shook my hand quietly.
“You didn’t just help my boy,” he said softly. “You helped us get through the hardest season of our lives. Your kindness… it saved me too.”
I stood there, overwhelmed by what had started with a single pair of gloves.
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