I looked around and spotted Mr. Solomon smiled at me, and that simple gesture sent a wave of understanding crashing over me. It dawned on me that something significant was unfolding—something that would surely change the course of our lives. Earlier that day, I had caught a fleeting glimpse of him—his tall, sturdy figure moving through our village like a steadfast oak among a forest of trembling saplings. Yet at that moment, I had been blissfully unaware of the weighty discussions he had been engaged in with the other villagers. Mr. Solomon, a linchpin in our community, had taken it upon himself to communicate the dire circumstances surrounding my family’s situation to everyone in the region. Now, as he directed his warm smile my way, the implications of his actions were beginning to sink
