Lily quickly called her sister, who joined us.
Then I told them everything.
About that night in the rain, Arthur, and the notebook.
By the time I finished, Mae was teary.
“All this… from a mere $10?” she whispered.
I shook my head gently.
“No,” I said. “From being seen.”
I told them everything.
***
The following weeks moved fast.
For the first time in years, I wasn’t choosing which bill to delay.
I paid off the medical debt, watching the numbers finally go down to zero instead of up.
Mae’s treatments continued, but now there was room to breathe.
***
Then one morning, I sat at my desk, looked at the final statement, and realized something I hadn’t felt in decades.
I was free.
No debt or overdue notices.
Now there was room to breathe.
***
A few days later, I went looking for someone.
Same neighborhood, different coat of paint on the building.
