I HELPED A SINGLE DAD AT THE STORE AND SAW THE BRACELET I BURIED WITH MY CHILD ON HIS DAUGHTER.
Tuesdays were usually just another ordinary day. I had rushed to the grocery store, trying to finish my shopping quickly. As I pushed my cart through the aisles, my eyes landed on a young man struggling to calm his little girl in the cereal section. She was about three years old, her face streaked with…