The following week, Ethan arrived at Patel’s Market. Hoodie pulled tight, hands stuffed in his pockets, his defiance hung around him like a shield. Mr. Patel didn’t scold him, though. He simply handed him a broom.
“You made a mess here once,” he said calmly. “Now you’ll help keep it clean.”
The accountability sessions cut even deeper. He listened to a single mother explain how repeated thefts nearly drove her boutique out of business. A veteran described raising prices in his small pharmacy because of constant shoplifting—prices that hurt struggling seniors most.
Each story chipped away at his arrogance. For the first time in his life, Ethan didn’t feel clever. He felt ashamed.
The Turning Point
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