The Stranger in the Storm: How One Act of Kindness Saved My Family

“I hope you slept well,” I said, pouring coffee.

“Better than I have in years,” he replied. Then he looked at me, his expression turning serious. “Before I go, I need to ask you something unusual.”

“All right,” I said cautiously.

He reached into his worn leather bag, pulled out a folded document, and placed it on the table.

“Would you sell me this house for one dollar?”

I blinked, thinking I’d misheard him. “I’m sorry — what did you say?”

“One dollar,” he repeated. “You and your children can pack your things and leave today. I’ll take care of everything.”

I laughed nervously. “That’s absurd. This is our home. Why would I just give it away?”