Everyone Laughed When I Sat with the Lonely Janitor Every Day—At His Funeral, I Learned the Truth About Who He Really Was

my opinions, and valued my friendship without expecting anything in return.”

Tears blurred the words.

I continued.

“Many people admired my money when I had it.”

“Charlotte valued me when she believed I had none.”

By then I was openly crying.

Then I reached the last page.

Attached was a letter.

And a document.

The letter read:

“My dear Charlotte,”

“Kindness is continue reading …