With tears in his eyes, he did as she begged. Vowing before he did, to share her story told true. This would never happen again, and he was eternally sorry.

most mornings he doesn't know he's awake until he starts up his battered truck, the vibration reminds him it's time to make a difference. Most don't know he exists, the few who do are his world. Sometimes it's a wife and kids, sometimes it's a child with fur. This is who he works for really, not the corporation that writes his checks. Another day's grind, his heart won't let him give anything but his best.