To be a better person

A few weeks ago in Salt Lake City, I was eating at a pizza place with my sister and unwinding after a long week.

When the waiter came over to ask if we wanted anything else, she said just a box. Because we were traveling, I wasn’t quite sure where she was going to keep it, but I went along with it in case she just have some crazy hunger fit later. She can tend to get a bit cranky at times, so I just went with it. She had no intention of ever finishing the pizza. On the walk from the hotel we had passed several homeless people and I was informed we would be giving it to one of them.

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