Growing up, it was just my mom and me. She worked tirelessly as a secretary, always putting me first — even shopping at thrift stores so she could save for my future. I never saw her complain, until one day I overheard her crying after her boss mocked her clothes in front of everyone at work.It broke me,
When she was invited to his company’s awards dinner, I decided enough was enough. With help from his daughter, I played audio recordings of his cruel remarks through the speakers — right in the middle of his acceptance speech.The room went silent. My mom was shocked. Her boss?