A woman who was pregnant was begging for bread in our bakery.
She had no money, but I gave her a loaf of bread.
She smiled, handed me a hairpin, and said, “You’ll need this someday.”
The owner fired me. I kept the pin, not expecting anything major.
Six weeks later, my blood ran cold when I found… a letter hidden in the pocket of my old apron from that very woman.
It simply read: “Kindness sometimes comes at a cost, but it never goes unrewarded.”
That same evening, after weeks of job hunting, I passed a bustling coffee shop with a "Person Wanted" sign. With nothing to lose, I went in.
The manager listened to my story, not just my CV.
When I mentioned the bakery, a significant sadness appeared in her eyes.
She hired me on the spot, saying, "Here we value hearts, not just hands."
I squeezed the clip, feeling its strange weight, almost like a promise.
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