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At 45, my life turned into hell: my husband left me, turned my son against me. I took a job as a cleaner just to survive. With the stress of divorce and court, I couldn’t focus, and eventually, I was fired. Feeling lost, I wandered aimlessly. I was walking after getting fired, when suddenly, a blinding light hit my eyes, and the screech of brakes pierced my ears. A car was speeding right at me! In shock, I stumbled and fell straight into a muddy puddle. The driver stopped just inches from my face. Divorced, humiliated, fired—and now totally embarrassed. The driver jumped out of the car: “DO YOU REALIZE YOU ALMOST DENTED MY CAR?!” Me: “S-sorry…” Driver: “Think next time, you idiot!” A voice from behind: “Don’t you dare speak to a woman like that. Can I help you?” Surprised by the sudden kindness, I turned to see who it was. And OH MY GOD!!