My frightened son squeezed my hand.
But just then, the store door suddenly swung open.
The same elderly woman, Elizabeth, walked inside.
She was struggling to catch her breath, but when she saw Daniel crying, she shouted with all her strength:
“STOP! If you’re calling this young man a thief, then you have no idea what really happened here!”
The confused manager asked:
“Ma’am, didn’t you tell us that your $500 was missing?”
“Yes,” the woman replied. “But I’ve come back to tell everyone what this young man has been doing for me over the past three months.”
She approached my son, took his trembling hands in hers, and said through her tears:
“Daniel, forgive me. I promised to keep our secret. But I can’t stay silent anymore.”
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Elizabeth turned toward the crowd and spoke in a trembling voice.