Andrea gazed at Mr. Singers before accepting the comic books from his outstretched hands. As she thumbed through them, her eyes welled up with tears.
Memories flooded back from her childhood when her mom couldn't afford to buy a copy for her, and the taunts of her classmates still echoed in her mind.
With tear-filled eyes, she looked up at Mr. Singers and whispered, "Thank you."
Mr. Singers let out a sigh, realizing that his guess earlier wasn't wrong. If he could turn back time, he would never have left his wife and child.
Gently, he reached out and brushed away the tears streaming down Andrea's cheeks, murmuring, "There's no need to cry."
Andrea nodded, her gratitude evident in her eyes. "I'll go fetch us some dinner," he said softly.
With a nod from Andrea, Mr. Singers rose from w
