PART 2 The nurse’s name was Nadine Fogarty. She parked her Corolla and came inside the coffee stand

He looked back.

Nadine waved.

Now they get coffee together every Saturday. At a table. Inside.

Like family.

THE END.

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You never know who’s been quietly paying it forward for you. Sometimes it’s someone you saved.

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