I Covered $6 for a Mom’s Baby Formula — The Next Day, My Manager Called Me In and Handed Me an Envelope

I’m a 40-year-old grocery store cashier. One night, a tired mom came up $6 short while buying baby formula. Without thinking, I covered it.

The next morning, my manager handed me an envelope she’d left for me.

Inside was a letter explaining she’d been adopted and had been searching for her biological family. When she saw my name tag, she realized I might be her sister. Our mother’s name matched.

We met. Took a DNA test.

She’s my sister—and the baby is my nephew.

All because she was six dollars short.