Thank You Ma'am Story Novels & Stories

“Thank you for saving me right there. I don't know what would have happened to me if it weren't for you coming whenever you did. Thank you. I owe you my life. We are really grateful. She touched her belly. Feeling the warmth on her stomach made her heart leap with joy. She knew that the child in her was okay. Am sorry baby you had to endure that but I promise you am going to give you the best that life has to offer. I will be by your side. Please forgive me. I could not protect you today but we are still alive thanks to the stranger uncle who helped us. Thank you once again. By the way my name is Tamara Sanchez,”she said.

They thanked her and darted into the street, full of life. The Matron-a large, warm woman-appeared from the doorway and greeted Amber with a bear hug. Then, arm in arm, they stepped outside. Amber glanced at the marquee and smiled, proud that she could contribute something meaningful from her wages. "Thank you so much, Amber," the Matron said with gratitude. "It was little," Amber replied humbly. "Nothing is little for us," the Matron said with a simple smile. "Stay blessed, Amber. Do give our regards to Miriam."

"That is still too much, ma'am. I can't accept such a huge amount of money." "Okay, I'll just give you $10k and don't complain anymore. Consider it my gift to you and your children because you have been through so much already and I understand your pain and suffering," Sherry said compassionately. She put the cash into the brown envelope and gave it to the maid. "Thank you so much, ma'am! My mother and my children can finally enjoy a leak-free house with your help!" Mae said. Tears of happiness shone in her eyes as she put the money in her bag.

“I’m sorry ma’am, that’s all the help I can give; I don’t want to get involved any further, please understand.” “It’s okay Jessica, thank you for your help, I appreciate it. Send your mother's bill to me, I’ll make a transfer.” “You don’t have to madam; I didn’t do anything for you and I don’t like to take money I don’t work for ma’am.” “It doesn’t matter, let me help you save your mother’s life. You can consider it a lone, pay whenever you can and if you can’t, it’s okay.” “Thank you, ma’am, I’ll forever be indebted to you,” Jessica said.

Mary started shaking her head but then realized it was rude not to answer a question properly. “No, Father, I don’t need any help,” she began, but then thought it might be best to explain. “I come here to thank God for all the people he has sent to help me. I want to help others as they have helped me. I don’t have a lot of money, but I always put something in the alms box,” she continued. --- Father Link looked at Mary; her words astounded him. It was rare such a young person came to give thanks for what others had done for them. He felt he wanted to know more.

'Goddess, thank you. -END-

Finally, one of them spoke with a strong Spanish accent, "Ma'am, we really want to thank you. I apologize if this offends you." I raised my brows, flushed from the gratitude but also perplexed. This was my first meeting with them, and they're thanking me for nothing I knew about. I inquired, "Why are you thanking me?” "Oh, sorry, I'm Marie. I said that because of you, those men, who were taken away." Marie responded as she cleaned my wounds, and the two women beside her smiled. I shake my head, wondering if it was the men who had attacked me earlier.

The woman stepped back just a little, her tear-filled eyes still fixed on Mia's. “You saved my son,” she explained, her voice breaking. “The doctor said that if it weren't for you... if you hadn't intervened like you did... he wouldn't be here. And I wasn't even nice to you. I was rude, unfair. And even so, you... thank you, Mia. Thank you so much.” Mia swallowed hard, still stunned. She never expected gratitude from that woman. Much less a hug. “It's okay,” she replied simply. “I just did what anyone would do.”

I let out a huff sigh and dropped the cup on the wooden table. "Thanks, the tea was indeed yummy and sweet"I really appreciate them. I can't measure the happiness I felt living with them. They were indeed good peoples. The door pulls open and Madam Mae walked in. She stopped in my front with a nice smile playing on her lips. I greeted with respect which she reciprocate to me.

"You're an amazing sister, and we love you so much." Angela turned to Ma'am Maria, who had been like a second mother to her. She walked up to her with a heart full of gratitude and embraced her tightly. "Thank you, Ma'am Maria," she whispered. "You took care of me just like a mother would do, and I'm so thankful for your love and support."