Twenty dollars.
Even the police officer who had arrested the boy placed money beside the judge’s contribution.
The boy couldn’t stop crying.
“I didn’t know people would care,” he whispered.
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The judge looked at him.
“People care, son. Sometimes they simply need to be reminded.”
The money collected that day was enough to buy food and medicine for the boy’s mother.
But the judge didn’t stop there.
He contacted a local charity and arranged medical assistance for her.
Then he helped the boy find a part-time job that would allow him to continue going to school.
Before the boy left the courtroom, the judge called him back.
“What’s your name?”
“Adam, sir.”
“Adam, I want you to remember this day.”
“I will, Your Honor.”
