But one day, she suddenly disappeared. No explanation. No goodbyes. She just never came back to school. I never knew what happened to her, but I never forgot the way she had helped me.Ten years later, I was a practicing lawyer. One afternoon, while reviewing the schedule for my appointments, I froze. There it was—her name. Mrs. Carter.When she walked into my office, I almost couldn’t speak. Time had aged her a little, but her warm smile was the same.
