A woman helps a single dad at the store and then notices his daughter wearing a bracelet she had buried with her own child.

It was supposed to be just another quick stop. Linette hadn’t planned to linger—just grab a gallon of milk and escape before the grocery store crowd got unbearable. Tuesday mornings had a way of feeling longer than they were, especially when life kept reminding her of everything she’d lost. But milk doesn’t buy itself, and