Munch kindness

My boyfriend and I are broker than we've ever been right now. It is exciting but stressful. We both have well-paying jobs, though things like paperwork and injury have made February and March intensely dry financially. I'm doing everything right on paper and still getting nowhere. I've been selling my things to make a few bucks, and my parents can't even help me anymore. I've bled them dry with my inadequate adulting skills. Welcome to the real world, right? So...When the boyfriend and I found two candy bars in a garden between two busy north end streets, it was a like a sign. The proverbial burning bush, in the form of crispy chocolate-coated candy, that told us, “keep believing in the good.” I hope whoever put them there (they were displayed so nicely) meant for someone to take them (we waited 30 minutes and came back, just in case) and gets this thank you! I've never enjoyed candy more. You have no idea how much impact something so inexpensive has made on these two hearts. —Faith Restored