I AM MARTIE

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This question required some deep soul-searching and thought, but I finally decided on the one thing I would do to make our world a better place if money and time were not barriers.

Martie stared outside her twelfth-story office window at the busy street below. Next to mounds of trash piled on the sidewalks, homeless people huddled close to the buildings for warmth and settled in for another cold, long night in a city that never sleeps.

She murmured to herself, “If only I could fix this one blight on the face of humanity.”

After all, only three short months ago, she was among those searching for shelter and food.

Tears wet her face as she watched an old lady with a three-legged dog vie for a small open spot next to the high-rise office building.

She took a closer look. “Helen?” A flash of memory…