Woman Sells Old Stroller, Then Gets a Call From the Buyer the Next Day

It always had to be you

Beth patted Megan’s hands weakly. “You were always meant to find it,” she murmured. Megan leaned closer, heart pounding. “Find what, Beth?” she asked softly.

Beth smiled, tired but radiant, as if she’d been keeping a secret for years and was finally ready to let it go. “The gift I left hidden for the right person.”