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TERRANCE

"So none of the shipment has arrived?" Charity questioned with an irked look on her face. I thought she was going to pop at that moment.

Charity and I were responsible for unloading the shipment again, but there were no items to unload.

The intern, Gracie, who was in charge of making the order had this guilty look on her face. "I completely forgot to put the order in when we visited the cargo ports." She replied, looking down at her feet.

Basically every other week an intern was in charge of making an order to one of the sistering major cities to make sure this small portion of Chiapas received essential items.

Toiletries, medicines, clothing, and etc. The super important stuff that BU paid for in full to make sure the people were receiving help.

It has officially been a full month here in Mexico and the interns should be more equipped to handle these kinds of situations. Maybe like a back up plan. Regardless, I didn't want Gracie to sweat it too much. What's done is done.

I opened my mouth and tried to ease some of her guilt. "Hey slip ups happen all the time-"

"Yeah and now these kids won't have clean clothes to wear." Charity said to herself more than to the intern. She turned around and walked towards the shore line.

Charity had every right to be upset. I wasn't the happiest camper either. These items were really important to have. Especially medicine. Like insulin, blood pressure medication. Medicines that could save lives. Antibiotics.

But I also understood that making Gracie feel bad wouldn't solve anything. I'm sure she would never ever make this kind of mistake again.

I sighed and gave a reassuring smile to Gracie. "It'll be alright. I'm sure we'll figure something out." I patted her shoulder and headed towards the group of SVs.

Charity, Phoebe, Cash, and I formed together since our original task wouldn't be completed.

Cash, Pheebs, and I were standing there trying to brainstorm ways to help with virtually no supplies. We talked about numerous possibilities but they all fell flat. I looked over by the shore and looked at Charity's back.

It was obvious she was upset, however, no one knew she was plotting something that would help.

She swiftly turned on her heels and headed towards the group. "Okay. We have two trucks. The port was like an hour from here. We can go back, order the supplies and then get them some time next week. One truck stays in case there is an emergency and the other will go make the order." She concluded.

"Right, but what about the kids now?" Phoebe asked, tilting her head. "They look miserable."

For the smallest second, I saw Charity's eyes water but they went back to neutral after a second. The wheels in her head turned and turned until she found a solution.

"We can't help them with their immediate needs right? But for today they can at least make them happy... let's lift their spirits." She suggested, nodding her head like it's a plan.

The entire group nodded along because it was the only thing we could do in the situation.

We bent over backwards to make those kids smile. Not very many of them enjoyed it, but there was this one little girl that Charity made laugh until she cried in glee.

Charity was going on and on about some story, which the little girl found intriguing.

But what I found most intriguing was the way Charity's eyes lit up when the little girl giggled. That was the most beautiful site I have ever seen in life.

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