One Carpenter Spent His Savings to Keep Five Young Siblings in His Woodshop

His voice was small, but it carried clearly to the high ceiling of the room.

“Why is that?” the judge asked.

“He built the beds,” Eli said. “He has the big table with the cedar smell. And he doesn’t turn the lights off until we are all sleeping.”

The judge nodded slowly, making a single, deliberate mark on the white paper in front of him.

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