Lily laid her head against my shoulder.

I looked down at the clean concrete step beneath our shoes, bright and bare in the late sun.

I decided to give my whole final paycheck to pay off the school lunch debts instead of holding on to it for my own revenge.

Dale changed his shop’s policies to give every employee full medical benefits, and Irene Bauer took charge of the new community lunch board.

I wouldn’t shame Dale in public when the local reporters showed up at the school on Friday afternoon.

I stood quietly on my front porch as the late afternoon sun fell across the smooth concrete step.

“Every clean coin ended up right where it belonged,” I whispered to my kids.