The tall man gave a soft smile and nodded. “Yes, we all did. Henry was part of our community at the shelter. He spoke so highly of you. Said you were his guardian angel.”
I was overwhelmed with emotion. The idea that Henry had talked about me to others, that he saw me as something more than just a passerby, filled me with warmth and sadness at once. My eyes misted over as I held the envelope, not yet ready to open it in the presence of strangers.
“He wanted you to know that your kindness changed his life,” the man continued. “And he wanted us to be here for you on this special day, just as you were there for him.”
