Rushing to his wedding, he bought flowers from a little girl by the roadside…

They smiled and immediately gave him a gift, a large, colorful box of building blocks. You can play with your friends, the woman with kind, sparkling eyes said, brushing away a tear. Her hair was pinned up.

Will you be my mom and dad? Little Paul asked hopefully, he was about to turn seven. Yes, my dear, Angela warmly embraced the boy and kissed the top of his head. But we’ll have to wait a bit, the man in the business suit said in a quiet, soothing voice.

A few months later, Paul was living with the gills. By now, they couldn’t imagine that Paul wasn’t their biological son, and Paul himself had come to love his adoptive parents with all his heart. The little girl, Samantha, was selling wildflowers she picked at dawn, then sitting by the road in the scorching sun.

All to avoid ending up in an orphanage. Paul didn’t know, nor could he know, why the girl was at risk of ending up there or how those few dollars she earned selling bouquets would help her, but he firmly decided he had to help her. Right now.

Nancy, dear, give this bouquet to Jess, Paul approached his fiancee’s friend. I’ll explain everything later, okay? I need to leave urgently. It’s a matter of life and death.

Tell Jessica I love her very much and that we will definitely get married, just a bit later. Paul, I don’t understand, the girl said in confusion. Where are you going? What about your wedding? Paul was speeding towards the edge of the city, then he rushed onto the highway.

He was very afraid of being too late. Samantha might have already gone home. How would he find her then? What if she was taken to an orphanage? No, that couldn’t be allowed.

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