I Helped a Teenage Girl Carrying a Red Suitcase Who Came to My Diner Soaked from the Rain Two Years Later She Returned and Asked Do You Still Think I Ended up at Your Diner by Chance

For almost twenty years, I thought I knew every kind of person who could walk into my diner.   Then, on a stormy night, a soaked seventeen-year-old girl came through the door carrying a battered red suitcase. I thought she needed a meal and a safe place to stay. I had no idea she had…