Yikes, I definitely have some mean employees.
Maybe I’ll be able to find my heir among the customers. Mr. Hutchins thought and walked along the food shelves, but he had no luck there as well.
“Who the hell let this man in here?” yelled a woman in the line.
“Wait, don’t get too close. You smell like garbage meat!”
“But ma’am…” Before Mr. Hutchins could finish his sentence, he was cut off.
“I know, right!” exclaimed another man.
“Give him some money and shoo him away.”
When Mr. Hutchins tried explaining to them that all he wanted was some food, a saleswoman approached him. “You need to get out of here right now!
Our customers are voicing their dissatisfaction, and we can’t let that go! By the way, how did you even get in, huh? Didn’t the guards stop you?”
“Yes, please, Linda,” Mr.
Drummonds, a regular at the store, said. “Get him away from my eyesight, or I am never revisiting this store! And tell the guards not to let such scumbags in!”
“Sorry for the inconvenience, sir,” Linda apologized.
“I’ll have him escorted right now!”
Wow! This store really hosts some of the meanest human beings! Mr.
Hutchins thought as he prepared to leave. But just then, a voice from behind stopped him. “Everyone, get away from the old man!”
Mr.
Hutchins turned around and saw his store administrator, Lewis, standing there. He was 25, a student who had dropped out of college due to financial issues, and probably the youngest in the store.
“But Lewis, do you think Mr. Hutchins would have tolerated such a man at the store?” Lucy said.
“I’m sure he wouldn’t have let him in!”
“I know Mr. Hutchins better than you, Lincy, so get back to your work before I report this to him,” he said and then turned to Mr. Hutchins.
“Please come with me, sir. I apologize for my staff’s rude behavior.”
Lewis brought Mr. Hutchins inside, fetched a basket, and went around the store, filling it with groceries.
When he paid the bill and handed over the groceries, Mr. Hutchins’ eyes welled up. “Thank you, young man,” he said, his voice trembling.
“By the way, would you mind if I asked you a question?”
“Sure, sir,” Lewis replied, smiling.
“Why did you go against everyone to feed a homeless man like me?” Mr. Hutchins inquired, perplexed. “I mean, you could have kicked me out, and your boss would never have known.”
“Well, sir,” Lewis continued, “there was a time when I came to my boss looking for work.
I didn’t have anything with me. I didn’t even have a place to stay, and I was inexperienced. But Mr.
Hutchins, my boss, offered me a job and paid for a small apartment on the condition that I work hard. That day, I realized how important it is to be kind to others.”
Mr. Hutchins gave him a friendly smile.
Here’s where your search ends, Larry, he thought to himself. You finally found your heir. He thanked Lewis once again for his generosity and walked away.
Seven years later, when Mr.
Hutchins left for his heavenly abode, Lewis received a call from Mr. Carter. He informed Lewis that Mr.
Hutchins had left him everything, including a short letter, which explained his homeless disguise and why he chose him as his inheritor.
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