“You might not remember me, but we met at the gas station last night.”
My heart skipped, memories of our brief encounter flooding back.
He continued, “I wanted to thank you. That $3… it was more than you know. I want to meet up. There’s something you should see.”
I hesitated, curiosity battling with skepticism. But something in his voice, a sincerity I couldn’t ignore, made me agree.
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