I GAVE MY COAT TO A HOMELESS WOMAN ON CHRISTMAS EVE — 3 YEARS LATER, SHE RETURNED WITH A GRAY CASE & A SMILE I COULDN’T FORGET

I had done my best to keep busy during the season, but one evening, while walking home with shopping bags, I saw her.

The woman sat on the corner, bundled in mismatched clothes, her thin frame trembling in the cold. She couldn’t have been older than forty, but life had clearly taken its toll.

It wasn’t just her disheveled appearance that caught my attention. It was her eyes.

There was something about them that made me stop in my tracks. They reminded me of Jenny’s.

Deep, kind, and hauntingly familiar.

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