An Innocent Question
“Why do you give him muffins every week, honey?” I asked Mia one afternoon, my curiosity gnawing at me.
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Her response was simple, but it struck me deeply. “Because he looks hungry, Mommy,” she said, her voice soft but resolute.
Her words lingered in the air, and the weight of them hit me in a way I hadn’t expected. Could it be that Tom’s life wasn’t as bright as it seemed? Was there something Mia understood about him that I hadn’t seen? I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to Tom’s story than just his weekly stop at our house.