when they’re giving it.
They only see the moment.
Not the future.
Not the ripple effect.
Not the life that changes because of it.
I stood up.
“Come with me.”
She followed me down the hallway.
At the end was a conference room.
Inside sat three people.
A lawyer.
A financial advisor.
And the director of a nonprofit organization.
Charlotte stopped.
Confused.
“What is this?”
I looked at her.
“The answer to a debt I’ve owed for twenty years.”
Her eyes widened.
I nodded toward the director.
She opened a
