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A happy ending...

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A few weeks ago, I was rushing around trying
to get some Valentine's Day shopping done. I
was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of
the weather right then. It was dark, cold, and wet
in the parking lot as I was loading my car up I
noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might
need later. So, mumbling under my breath, I retraced
my stops to the mall entrance. As I was searching
the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet
sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed
boy of about 12 years old. He was short and thin. He
had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannel
shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly
enough, he was holding a hundred dollar bill in his
hand. Thinking that he had gotten lost from his
parents, I asked him what was wrong. He told me a
sad story. He said that he came from a large
family. He had three brothers and sisters. His
father had died when he was nine years old. His
Mother was poorly educated and worked two full
time jobs. She made very little to support her
large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to
skimp and save two hundred dollars to buy her
children some Valentine's Day presents (since
she didn't manage to get them anything on
Christmas). The young boy had been dropped
off by his mother on the way to her second job.
He was to use the money to buy presents
for all his siblings and save just enough to take
the bus home. He had not even entered the
mall when an older boy grabbed one of the
hundred dollar bills and disappeared into the
night. "why didn't you scream for help?" I asked
the boy. I did he said, "And nobody came to
help you?" I queried. The boy stared at the
sidewalk and sadly shook his head.
"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.
The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly
whispered "Help me!". I realized that absolutely
no one could have heard that poor boy cry for
help. So I grabbed his other hundred and
made a run to my car.
Signed,
Kenneth Lay
Enron CEO

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