My Little Sister Spent Her Lunch Money on a Birthday Cake for a Lonely Hospital Boy—But the Next Morning, a Black Balloon and Red Box Appeared on Our Lawn

this time, only vibrant blue and yellow ones. Tobias sat on the couch, surrounded by his parents, who were finally present—not just in body, but in heart.

Della sat beside him, the dinosaur between them. She handed Tobias the mint tin. Only one coin rattled inside.

“For the next lonely kid,” Tobias said, his smile weak but radiant.

Della closed the lid,continue reading …