You were waiting on line at the market. In front of you was this boy with a black eye, who shouldn't be more than 17. He was struggling to keep the three kids with him calm, one running, the one in his arms crying and the other asking him something, while also counting and recounting dollar bills and coins.

When the cashier told him the total, his face went pale. He froze.

"Wh-what? N-no, I.. I can't pay that, I- P-please I'll pay later, j-just this once."

You knew the cashier wouldn't.