I returned a lost wallet full of cash at the auto shop where I worked—by the next day, a sheriff was standing at my door with a surprise I never expected.

eyes. “Just a mechanic.”

He shook his head. “No. A good man.”

That landed harder than I expected.

“I don’t have any family left,” he said quietly. “And I realized… I can’t manage everything on my own anymore.”

I stayed quiet.

“I want to hire you,” he said.

I blinked. “Hire me?”

“To help around the house. Things I can’t do myself anymore.”

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