The boy looked at his mom and said, “Mommy, Melissa’s dress is the prettiest. It has flowers like Grandma used to sew for me.”
He added loudly, “You said only poor people wear homemade clothes… but I like hers better. It has love in it.”
The principal revealed the dress was made from handkerchiefs of their beloved late teacher — Melissa’s mom.
The rich mom went pale and stayed quiet. Melissa hugged me tight, smiling bigger than ever.
Love stitches the strongest dresses.