“I didn’t know what to do. My sister… she’s sick, and we can’t afford her medicine. I was just trying to get something for her.” Hayes felt a pang of sympathy. “Alright, Eddie,” Hayes said slowly, “here’s what we’re going to do.”
Eddie looked up, hope flickering in his eyes. Hayes took extra care with the inhaler and medications, placing them carefully into the package. As he worked, he weighed the options in his mind, considering what was best for Eddie and his sister.