The cashier added the beer to his bag, and the older woman chuckled as she handed over the extra money. “See?” she said. “All taken care of.” Jacob clutched the bags, his hands trembling slightly. “I… I don’t know what to say,” he said, his voice breaking.
“You’ve all done more for me than I could ever repay.” The older woman stepped forward, placing a gentle hand on his arm. “You’ve given more than you know, Jacob,” she said. “To this country, to your family. Don’t forget that. And don’t be afraid to accept help when it’s offered.”