Chapter 3: You Don’t Wait to Help

“There was a lady at the bus stop,” Eli said quickly. “She was pregnant. Really pregnant. She was crying, and her coat was soaked, and nobody was helping her.”

Then I noticed his missing jacket too.

“You gave her your jacket?”

He looked down at his wet shirt.

“She was cold. And she had the baby to worry about. If I got sick, you’d make me soup, and I’d be okay.”

I pressed my fingers to my mouth.

How could I be angry at that?

Then Eli said the words that broke whatever frustration I had left.

“Dad always said you don’t wait to help.”

Darren had said that all the time. When a neighbor’s car wouldn’t start. When someone dropped groceries. When we were already late and someone needed a hand. Continue Reading ⬇️