And an unknown woman came, bringing an envelope. The woman said:
- I don’t want anything. Pay your rent and be healthy.
- Why are you helping me?
- Because you helped me before with a piece of cake.
And Elizabeth saw scars in the woman’s wrists, and she remembered the daily cake sent to her sister, a psychologist in an East Kilbride’s hospital.
She finally understood. And the woman left with joy.