me I wasn’t worth seeing.
I sat across from her.
“Charlotte.”
She looked up.
“Do you know what I remember most about prom?”
She smiled sadly.
“The dancing?”
“No.”
“The music?”
I shook my head.
“The way you treated me.”
Fresh tears rolled down her cheeks.
“You were the only person who didn’t make me feel invisible.”
The room fell silent.
For a moment neither of us spoke.
Then she whispered:
“I didn’t do anything special.”
“That’s the thing.”
I smiled.
“You did.”
People rarely understand the impact of kindness
