At a bustling clothing drive, Sarah was all smiles until she found a knitted sweater she had lovingly gifted her granddaughter among the donations. Her heart sank as she spotted the familiar embroidered initials, turning her act of generosity into a moment of bittersweet reflection.
Sarah adjusted her glasses as she stood at the edge of the donation drive, clutching a bulging bag of clothes.more next page….
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I was just about to pay for my things—couple shirts, some moisturizer, nothing crazy—when I felt a hand on my arm. I turned around and saw Yvette….