A Stranger Paid for My Groceries When I Forgot My Wallet — Weeks Later, I Found Out Who He Really Was, and It Shook Me to the Core

Do you have time for a coffee or tea in the city?”

The silence that followed felt endless, but I could hear him breathing on the other end of the line. My son. “And you’ll tell me how you got my number?” he asked.

“Yes… I’ll tell you everything,” I replied. Source: amomama