Her body looked fragile, as if even standing upright required effort. She leaned heavily against the counter, catching her breath. I held only a can of soda.
She turned, noticed my single item, and smiled.
“Go ahead of me, son,” she said gently.
That simple gesture warmed me in a way I hadn’t expected.
So I came up with a quiet plan.
I paid for my soda, then pretended to fumble with my wallet, patting my pockets as if I’d forgotten something important. I stepped aside but didn’t leave. From the corner of my eye, I watched her. Her hands shook slightly as she repositioned the cereal box. The smile she wore wasn’t forced—it was the kind that comes from a lifetime of choosing kindness without thinking twice.
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