She Paid a Stranded Biker’s Gas, and Three Days Later Everything Changed

and another filled with things nobody at Mercy House could use.

Alicia drove into town with her flyers and came home with fewer, but not because people were helping. Just because paper disappeared faster than indifference.

At the post office, Mrs. Talbot asked whether Alicia had “looked into smaller goals,” which was town language for maybe stop trying continue reading …