Being a single dad to twins hasn’t been easy, but nothing prepared me for what I found in a secondhand washing machine. After their mother left, I worked nonstop to raise Bella and Lily, but when daycare closed, my pay was cut, and my mom fell ill, life collapsed. Then our washer broke.
At a thrift shop, a kind older woman suggested a Samsung machine. When I tried it at home, the drum wouldn’t spin. Inside, I found a box with house keys, an address, and a note: “For you and your children.”
The address led us to a furnished house, stocked with food. Another note read: “It’s yours now.” That stranger changed our lives forever.
