A Waitress Secretly Fed a Lonely Boy Every Morning — Until Black SUVs Arrived at the Diner With a Letter That Changed Everything
For nearly a decade, Jenny Millers lived a quiet life in a small Kansas town. At twenty-nine, she worked at Rosie’s Diner, the kind of narrow little place tucked between a laundromat and a hardware store. Every morning she tied her apron, filled her coffee pot, and greeted the handful of regulars with her usual…