The Stranger Who Paid My Grocery Bill

I was juggling milk, rice, and a small bar of chocolate at the grocery store when I realized my debit card had only $27.

The total was $38.23. I started to put things back, beginning with the chocolate, of course.

“I’ve got it,” said a calm voice behind me. I turned to see a woman — about 60, wearing a bright yellow scarf — smiling.

I shook my head, embarrassed. “You don’t have to.”

“I want to,” she said. “One time, someone helped me. I’m just returning the favor.”

I didn’t know what to say, except thank you — probably more than once. It wasn’t the money. It was the kindness.

I left the store stunned and a little emotional. I didn’t catch her name, but I remember the scarf.

That moment stayed with me. And now, when I can, I do the same. One small act. One big ripple.