Charlotte smiled sadly.
“Tyler, I barely did anything.”
I shook my head.
“That’s not true.”
People who change lives rarely realize they’re doing it.
I pointed toward the photo.
“That night was the first time I felt human again.”
Her eyes filled.
I continued.
“After my parents died, I thought nobody saw me anymore.”
The room became quiet.
“You did.”
Charlotte looked down.
For a moment she couldn’t speak.
Then she whispered:
“I remember how sad you looked.”
