The Truth I Wasn’t Ready For — Not Once, Not Twice

Now she needed help because her landlord refused to fix dangerous mold in her apartment. I took her case immediately. We fought hard and won her relocation, a settlement, and steps toward clearing her record. But I couldn’t leave it there. With letters and testimonies from former colleagues, we pushed to have her name fully restored.

A year later, her teaching license was reinstated. She chose not to return to the classroom but founded a literacy group for underserved kids instead. She asked me to speak at the opening. Afterward she whispered, “You saved me.” I shook my head and answered gently, “No—you saved me first.”