She wanted to pass along the responsibility for his well being to some other Good Samaritan,
preferably, a passing homeless person. But when she looked over at Gabriel's confused face
and saw him beginning to tilt to one side as if he was going to fall over and take the poor potted
palm with him (a potted palm that had never harmed anyone), she knew that he needed her
help. He was Grace's little boy once, and she couldn't just abandon him. And she knew deep
within her heart that kindness, no matter how small, was never wasted.