Her breathing slowed. She looked peaceful again.
“Doggy saved us,” she mumbled sleepily.
After ensuring Lily was safe and asleep, I filled a small grocery bag with what I had: protein bars, leftover pasta, and two juice boxes.
I stepped outside and found the man sitting on a short brick wall by the alley. Maggie rested her head on his knee.
“I brought you something,” I said softly, holding the bag out.
He blinked at it as if he didn’t understand.
Then he took it with quiet gratitude.
“I don’t have words,” I added. “But I’d like to do more than say thanks.”
He didn’t speak for a while. Just set the bag down beside him and scratched Maggie’s ears.
“Thank you,” he said finally.
He looked at me for a long time.
“It’s not the first time he’s done something like this to you?”
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