His mom started stopping by during her morning walks to chat, and Arthur brought over homemade bread as a peace offering. What began as a frightening misunderstanding slowly turned into a genuine friendship. I realized that sometimes, kindness leads us down strange and unexpected paths—but often those paths bring connection, trust, and community.
And now, whenever I hear a knock at the door, I no longer brace myself for bad news. More often than not, it’s Arthur or his mom standing there with a smile, reminding me how something confusing and stressful became a story we can laugh about together.
