I only walked into that small corner store because my youngest was crying, saying she was hungry. I hoped I could find something affordable—just enough to get us through the day. But the eggs were $4.29, and I only had $1.67 in my wallet. I stared at the carton, unsure of what to do. Then, without thinking it through, I slipped it into my coat pocket.
The cashier saw me. He didn’t shout or make a scene. He simply asked, “You wanna pay for those?” I panicked. I ran. Not my proudest moment, and I didn’t make it far before a patrol car pulled up.
The officer who approached me was young, with kind eyes. He asked me to empty my coat. I did. He saw the eggs, then looked at me. “You got kids?” I nodded. I couldn’t even speak. He sighed and walked off with his partner. I braced myself, expecting the worst.
But they came back a few minutes later—not just with the eggs, but with two bags of groceries. Bread, peanut butter, bananas, juice boxes. I stood there, stunned, tears rolling down my face.
“We’re not here to punish people trying to feed their families,” one of them said gently.
I thanked them, over and over. Embarrassed, but also touched. I went home and made scrambled eggs for my kids like it was a holiday breakfast.
Two days later, I found a note under my door: “We saw what happened. You’re not the only one.”
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