Teen Offers to Carry Groceries for Food, but Once He Enters the Store, His Life Takes an Unexpected Turn

“I was just… looking,” Chauncy said finally. The words came out wrong. Too quick. Too unsure. Even he didn’t believe them. The manager’s expression didn’t change. “Looking for what?” Chauncy’s throat tightened. He could feel people watching now. Not openly—but enough. A glance here. A pause there. Too many eyes. “I—I was just seeing if anyone needed help,” he said, correcting himself. “Carrying groceries. I do it outside sometimes.”