began to trust him. He taught me how to budget, how to read more deeply, and how to believe in myself. He insisted that I study. I told him I could not afford it, but he smiled and handed me a small envelope.
“I’ve saved this,” he said, “so that one day you can stand on your own.”
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He even tucked away money for my mother and sisters, sending it quietly so that they would never go hungry again. He never spoke ill of my mother. Instead, he praised
