Although a police officer stopped traffic for her, I didn’t start crying for that reason.

I was stuck at a red light, late to pick up my niece, when I saw a police officer helping a

elderly woman with a cane cross the street slowly. Something about her felt familiar.

Then she looked at me and gently waved. That’s when I realized—it was Maribel.

Twelve years ago, my brother Mateo accidentally hit her with his car. She was,

badly hurt but forgave him in court, asking the judge for mercy. Her grace stayed with us,

even though we never saw her again.Seeing her now, I pulled into a gas station

and called out her name. She remembered me. We talked. I told her Mateo

was sober and doing his best. She said she still thought of us—said she had no kids,

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