I stayed near the counter, pretending to read a faded notice taped to the wall, waiting for the moment when I could help without embarrassing her.
When the cashier finished scanning her items and read out the total, I calmly slid my card forward.
“It’s together with mine,” I said.
The woman turned, startled. “Oh no,” she protested softly. “I can pay for myself.”
I leaned in just enough to keep my voice low. “You already paid me back,” I whispered. “You just went first—with kindness.”
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