A lonely school bus driver remembered every child’s birthday—one afternoon, the entire town came together to surprise him.

tried to hand him a microphone, but Mr. Walter shook his head hard.

“No speeches,” he said, and everyone laughed.

But then the crowd parted a little.

The woman whom Linda had introduced to me as Hannah stepped forward, holding that wrapped box.

Mr. Walter looked confused, just like the rest of us.

Linda touched his arm gently. “Walter, this is Hannah.”

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