At 62, Diane Salinger had endured immense hardship—widowed, her home destroyed, and starting over from scratch. She rebuilt her life in a small Michigan town, opening a grocery store where she quietly helped struggling families by extending credit.
One month, she came up $120 short on rent. When she explained the situation to her landlord, Chris Turkle, he coldly evicted her. “I’m a landlord, not a charity,” he said. That same evening, Chris attended dinner at his sister Vanessa’s house.
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