I Came Home Early and My Son Was Missing — Then My Best Friend Said Something That Changed My Life

When my best friend’s marriage ended, her world fell apart. She had no home of her own, no place to go. I couldn’t bear to watch her sink into despair, so I did what I thought any true friend would do: I opened my door.

“Stay with us,” I told her. “Until you can get back on your feet.”

She moved in quietly, carrying only a suitcase and a heart full of sorrow. My husband didn’t object, and I believed it was the right thing to do.

Still, I knew that sharing a home came with responsibilities. To balance things, I asked her for one small favor.

“All I need,” I said, “is for you to watch my three-year-old son while I’m at work from nine to five.”

Her face softened with a smile. “Of course. I’d love to help.”

And so, life moved on.

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