Spare some change please? The unkempt
young man asked.
Alice looked at him as she passed. She
knew most of the beggars in this town, but she hadn't seen him
before.
She tossed a pound coin in the hat that
he had put onto the cold ground in front of him.
It was a cold day, frosty and clear –
he must be cold!
Later, she popped into town during her
lunch break. The young man was still there, shivering in the cold.
She went into the coffee shop and came
out with two steaming cups and two chocolate muffins.
She handed a cup of coffee and a muffin
to the young man. Here you go, she said, and stood by him whilst she
drank hers.
Thank you Miss, he said. Not many are
so kind as you.
She smiled and sat down beside him. So
what's your story, she asked. Why don't you have anywhere better to
be on such a cold day.
He began to tell her about his life,
how he had come from a rich family, how they disowned him when he
dared to disagree with them about how the family business should be
run. How they had thrown him out of the family home, left him
penniless on the street.
He spoke about how thoughtless his
family were about others. As long as they were alright and could
afford staff and exotic holidays, then they were happy. They didn't
care about suffering and poverty.
They sipped their coffee, and then he
said, but since then, I've learnt so much. Being on the streets shows
you both the best and the worst in people. There are some truly
special people in this world – people like you!
She smiled and said that she needed to
get back to work and that if he was back again tomorrow, that she
would bring him another drink and continue their chat.
He was there the next day, and for
every day after that.
Each day they talked about hopes,
dreams, things they would love to have whilst the sipped their coffee
and ate their cake.
She laughingly told him about her dream
house. It would be a decent size, but not too bit – maybe around
the half a million mark. But it was just that, a dream that she would
never be able to afford.
Weeks passed and they met each day,
sharing food and good conversation and then one day, he was gone!
She often thought about him, wondering
if he was ok, wondering if he had been taken back by his family.
Years went by and his memory faded.
One morning, she arrived at work to
find a letter on her desk.
She opened it absently mindedly. A
sheet of paper fell out. She blinked, unbelievingly. It was a cheque!
It was made out to her and the sum was half a million pounds!
She pulled out the sheet of paper
within the envelope and read it:
'To my coffee and muffin angel. You
were my light in the darkness all of those years ago. My parents
passed away recently and I am sole beneficiary to their estate. Go
and buy that house that you have always dreamed of.'
She looked out of the window and
straight into his eyes. She smiled, grabbed her coat and ran into his
arms.