When the truth was laid bare, the room grew quiet. It would have been easy to call the police. Easy to demand payment they didn’t have. Easy to turn away.
But our manager, who had been listening silently, did something different. He stepped forward, looked them in the eye, and said, “Pay what you can. I’ll take care of the rest.”
In that moment, something shifted. The air felt lighter. The men stood taller, as though a weight had lifted from them—not just the debt, but the crushing fear of being treated as less than human.
Words That Stayed With Me
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