I Saw a Homeless Man Outside the Grocery Store Wearing My Missing Daughter’s Hand-Knit Red Sweater – His 4-Word Confession Made Me Drop My Groceries in Shock
But as we walked, he added, “But it won’t be free.”
The hope crashed down.
“You want money?” I said. “How much?”
He named a number that made my stomach twist.
“I don’t have that kind of money on me.”
Dan stopped walking and looked annoyed.
“Then we’re done.”
“Take me to her.”
Panic rushed through me.
“Wait! I can get it,” I said quickly.
He paused, but didn’t turn. “When?”
“Tomorrow. I’ll withdraw it from the bank.”
He studied me for a moment.
“Meet me here at the store at 2 p.m.,” I said.
