2) While working as a single mother at a diner, I momentarily lost track of my son…

Panic surged through me as I searched the diner from one end to the other, checking bathrooms, calling his name, even peeking behind the kitchen doors—nothing. Just as fear gripped me completely, I rushed outside and spotted a small figure near the edge of the parking lot. It was Micah, deep in conversation with a man in a real firefighter...
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