Like every day at the same time I heard a knock on the door indicating that the food was here, I opened the door and, as you know, there was the tray with mine and Maddie's breakfast.

I turned around a little and I could see a girl with an apron hurrying to try to get away from the scene, it was a girl I had never seen before and I knew she was not a resident in the shelter.

"Hey, do you want to come in?"

I said to the stranger with a smile on my face, inviting her to come in and eat the breakfast she probably made.

"Please, Maddie is dying to meet you."

That was a little white lie, Maddie wanted to know who made such delicious pancakes, I wanted to know who took the time to make everyone's food at the shelter.