Yesterday I saw a little girl wandering in the toy section alone while I was shopping in a store. When her mom 1 her, the mom looked worried, talking something about the importance of not2 to her girl.
They were in the 3 for long looking at things and the mom had not got her 4 done yet. She kept threatening her daughter that if she didn't stay 5 she would call her dad. They were a little loud and one of the employees actually was 6 to them.
The mom seemed unsettled (心神不安的) but the little girl was pretty patient. A voice inside 7 told me that I needed to do something for them. However, I just couldn't 8 what felt right, so I just got in line 9 them and began to chat a little bit with the mom.
It seemed that she really had to edit herself as far as what she could buy. Then when she 10 to make her purchase, I 11 to the clerk that I would pay for her and 12 him my card secretly. When the clerk told her that someone else was paying for her, she was 13. The moment she saw me sign the bill, she 14 me and talked more, "This isn't my 15 daughter. My oldest daughter, who was 17, died earlier this year."
It was then that I 16 why she kept her little girl close and why I felt such a strong 17 to help. One of the things they bought was a little wooden duck. Her daughter 18 at me for it. I smiled back.
You never know what someone's story might be, but you can surely make a 19 with a little bit 20.
