She wiped her face, her voice trembling. “I’m not asking for anything. I just… I saw him. I felt something. And when he pointed out that mark… it’s the exact one. I just had to know.”
I nodded slowly. “Ben needs love. And consistency. If you want to be in his life, we can figure that out. But only if you’re sure.”
I looked over at Ben, who was busy poking at a leaf with his shoe.
“Let’s go inside, then.”
When we walked in, a few customers looked up with the same judgmental eyes.
But Tina stood straight, wiped her face, and said clearly, “Just so we’re all clear… this café doesn’t tolerate discrimination. If that bothers you, feel free to take your coffee elsewhere.”Continue reading…