She Was In Labor And Alone, So I Gave Her A Free Ride—Days Later, She Called With A Request I Never Expected…

I stood there in the rain. I returned to the taxi, turned off the meter I’d never turned on, and came back home thinking about that lonely girl about to become a mother.

The days passed, and I thought I’d never know what had happened to Carolina and her baby.

Until one afternoon, three weeks later, I received a call from an unknown number.

“Mr. Roberto Méndez?” a woman’s voice asked.

“Yes, who’s speaking?”

“I’m Carolina, from the taxi. Do you remember me?”

“Of course I remember! How are you and the baby?”

“Fine, thank God. I had a beautiful boy, his name is Matías. Mr. Roberto, I… I need to see him. I have something very important to ask you.”

Continue reading…