11/16/2025
He's been her regular Amazon driver for four years. He was just dropping off a package, but when he saw her sitting on the porch, he knew this wasn't a normal delivery.
For four years, Marco's favorite stop was 814 Rosewood. It's where 91-year-old Agnes and her 93-year-old husband, Frank, lived. He wasn't just their delivery driver; he was a friend. Heâd always take an extra minute to chat, to ask Frank how the game was, or to help Agnes carry a heavy box inside.
But today was different.
When he pulled up, he saw Agnes on the porch in her wheelchair, which was unusual. She was just... staring. Her face was pale and streaked with tears. He dropped his scanner and ran up the steps.
"Agnes?" he said softly. "What's wrong?"
She looked up at him, her eyes lost, and her voice was a tiny, broken whisper. "He's gone, Marco. Frank... he's gone."
Her world had shattered just 20 minutes earlier. Frank had passed away suddenly from a heart attack while sitting in his favorite chair. The paramedics had already come and gone. Agnes, in a state of pure shock, had wheeled herself onto the porch, not knowing what to do, where to go, or how to breathe.
She was completely alone in the first moment of her new life.
Marco's heart broke. He didn't say a word. He just dropped to his knees, wrapped his arms around the frail, sobbing woman, and held her.
"I'm so sorry, ma'am," he whispered, his own voice thick with emotion. "I've got you. Just breathe with me, all right? You're not alone."
He wasn't a driver anymore. He was the first person to catch her as she fell. He just knelt there on the cold porch, letting her soak his uniform with tears, a pillar of comfort when her entire world had just turned to dust.
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