Once he was leaving his grandfather’s house and suddently a middle age man came to him, crying a river and talking desperately.
He said his father had just had a heart attack, he’s called an ambulance but it didn’t come. So he put his father on the backseat of a taxi, parked a few meters away.
He told him that during the journey, he said to the driver he couldn’t affort the ride because he was very poor.
The taxi stopped and the driver said he was not going anywhere without payment. It was just a street away from the grandfather’s house. The desperate guy needed money to assure his father’s life.
He gave $ 10, everything he had in his wallet. The desperate son cryed more and blessed him many times. Then runned away and disappeared.
Next week, when the man visited his grandfather again he talked about the heart attack and the poor man, begging to save his father’s life.
The grandfather said that man came to him at least two times before, same speach. He was probably a junkie, needing money for drugs.
