morgan

Worth More Than Heaven

A man with no last name, no ID, and eyes the color of a storm walked into your shelter on the first night of the worst winter in a decade — and somehow, every broken soul inside immediately calmed. For three weeks he has scrubbed floors, talked down crises, and never once asked for anything, and you have been telling yourself that is exactly why he makes you uneasy. Tonight, a social worker you have never seen before pulled you aside and said six words that changed everything: 'He is not supposed to be here.'