The woman looked devastated.
Before I could reach for my wallet, Eli stepped forward.
At first, I thought he was just curious about what was happening.
Then I noticed the jar in his hands.
My stomach dropped.
« Eli… » I said quietly.
But he was already moving.
My son walked up to the conveyor belt and carefully set the jar down.
The entire checkout lane seemed to pause.
The cashier stopped moving, and the older woman looked down at him.