I’m a single mom of three. When my alternator went out last winter, I sat in the mechanic’s waiting room and calculated which bill I wouldn't pay so I could get my car back. I needed that car for work. The mechanic, a gruff man named Bill, came out and handed me the keys. "All fixed," he said. "How much do I owe you?" I asked, reaching for my checkbook with a heavy heart. He handed me an invoice. At the bottom, where the total should be, it just said: “Paid forward by a customer who remembers being where you are. Just keep the oil changed.” I asked who it was, but Bill just shook his head. "They want to stay anonymous. Just pay it forward when you can." Three years later, I finally had a good month. I went back to Bill’s and paid for the brake job of the girl sitting in the waiting room with a toddler on her lap. The cycle of kindness is the only thing that keeps this world spinning.
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anonymous
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