Nancy stepped forward, startling him. The boy, named Jimmy, confessed he was hungry and hadn’t meant to steal.
Nancy’s anger melted as she saw his desperation. She invited him home and baked a fresh pie just for him. As Jimmy ate, his joy reminded Nancy of Henry’s delight when he’d enjoyed her pies.
In that moment, Nancy realized her grief had led her to an opportunity to help someone in need, transforming her pain into kindness. Honoring Henry’s memory now had a deeper meaning—spreading love and compassion to others.