He had also spoken with a knowledgeable adult about the purchase.
I was overwhelmed by his determination.
Still, I needed him to understand something.
“Julian, helping someone is wonderful. But you shouldn’t make major financial decisions or meet buyers without involving your parents.”
“I know, Mom.”
“Next time, we’ll figure it out together.”
He looked relieved.
“Are you angry?”
“I’m concerned that you kept it secret,” I admitted. “But I also think you have an incredibly generous heart.”
I hugged him again.
And for a moment, I thought the matter was settled.
Then Julian reached into his pocket.
“There’s something else.”
He handed me a receipt.
The wheelchair was ready for pickup.
“Can we take it to Maya tomorrow?” he asked. “I want her to know somebody cares.”
Part 2: A gift that changed everything
The following afternoon, Julian and I drove to the medical equipment supplier.
The wheelchair was lightweight, adjustable, and designed for independent movement.
