a waitress who’d quit shortly after Roman’s firing. Could she have been the one who framed him?I realized I had believed the worst back then and never questioned it. Now, seeing him in front of me, I felt regret. I apologized,
and he simply said, “You’re helping me now. That counts.” The next day, I arranged for him to get a job at the diner. Carl, the manager, was reluctant but agreed after I vouched for Roman. Watching him work with quiet determination reminded me of the power of second chances, not just for him, but for me as well. Sometimes, a small act of kindness is all it takes to change a life.