Young widow picked up a backpack thrown from an expensive car at the landfill. «I’ll take it for my son for school!» she thought. But, opening it, she was speechless…

«Yay, Mom, we’re rich,» he asked amazed, peeking over his mother’s shoulder. Sarah smiled through tears, for the first time in a long while, sincerely, happily. «Yes, son,» she said, hugging the boy tightly, «now we’re the richest, because we’re alive, and everything will be good for us.»

Behind her, the first rays of sun gilded the roofs of houses, illuminating a new day. Sarah raised her head to the brightening sky and quietly thanked fate. She knew ahead lay a not easy, but now calm life.

A life without debts, fear, and humiliations. An honest life, where there would surely be room for simple human happiness. A week later, Sarah managed to pay off all debts.

And the school principal personally praised Timmy for his bravery. Life began to improve. A month later, a solemn award ceremony for the young widow took place at the county community center.

Little Timmy stood next to his mom on stage. In the hall, almost all the townsfolk applauded loudly standing. Many wiped tears of emotion.

She was presented with a letter of gratitude and a valuable gift, noting her honesty and courage. Accepting congratulations, Sarah just smiled modestly, holding her son’s hand tightly. For her, the main thing was not the honorary certificate or gifts, but that peace, safety, and simple human happiness finally reigned in their home.

Fate didn’t spoil Sarah, rather tested her time and again for strength. It seemed, how much more could she hold on when life threw new trials. But she held on not because she was a heroine, she just didn’t know another way.

She always believed that even when there’s dirt and lies around, inside a person there should remain room for honesty and kindness. That evening was one of the hardest for her lately, both morally and physically. Fear, pain, helplessness, all mixed into one point.

However, fate repaid her, unexpectedly, but all the more significantly. Money would help, of course, but more important was something else. The feeling that truth still has weight.

That even a small person living by conscience can change the course of events and, perhaps, even their own life.