A Kind Face
The woman wasn’t just friendly—she carried herself with calmness and grace despite the hectic restaurant environment. Her lipstick was still fresh, and her gentle smile hadn’t faded through her shift. She had that maternal warmth, the kind of energy that made people feel safe.
Jackie couldn’t help but wonder about her. Maybe she had raised children too. Maybe that’s why she noticed what no one else did. Jackie, who usually never forgot anything, had left behind her baby’s nursing bag—a mistake that hinted at how frazzled she truly was.
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