When my five-year-old son, Eli, offered a struggling mailman a glass of water on that scorching Tuesday afternoon, I thought it was just a fleeting, sweet moment. The kind of moment that passes and leaves only a warm memory behind. But the next day, a red Bugatti pulled up in front of his preschool, and everything I thought I knew about kindness, wealth, and the ripple effect of simple gestures was challenged in the most unexpected way. The heat that day was relentless, the kind that made you question if stepping outside was worth the effort at all.Continue reading…
