It was just an ordinary day until I saw a familiar scar on our cleaning lady’s hand. It triggered a flood of painful memories I’d buried deep, bringing back a piece of my past I thought was lost forever. Could it be HER?
I never thought an ordinary scar could change my life, but that’s exactly what happened on a Tuesday afternoon last month.😔
“Ashton, we need to talk about the new hires,” my business partner, Jake, said as he barged into my office.
I looked up from the pile of invoices on my desk, rubbing my tired eyes. “What’s up?”
Jake plopped down in the chair across from me. “It’s Mrs. Rodriguez, the new cleaning lady. The clients can’t stop raving about her. She’s getting all the good reviews and all the big tips. The other cleaners are starting to notice.”
I leaned back in my chair, a small smile playing on my lips. “Isn’t that a good thing? We want our employees to do well.”
“Yeah, but…” Jake hesitated, running a hand through his hair. “I’m worried it might cause some tension.”
I shrugged. “As long as everyone’s doing their job, I don’t see the problem. Mrs. Rodriguez is just really good at what she does.”
Jake nodded, but I could see the concern in his eyes. “Just keep an eye on it, okay?”
“Will do,” I replied, turning back to my work. Little did I know that those words would come back to haunt me.
A week later, I was knee-deep in complaints about Mrs. Rodriguez.
“I’m telling you, Ashton, she ruined my carpet!” Mrs. Jennings, one of our long-time clients, screeched over the phone.
I winced, holding the receiver away from my ear. “I understand, Mrs. Jennings. We’ll make it right, I promise.”
As soon as I hung up, my cell phone buzzed with a text from another angry client:
“Your ‘expert’ cleaner RUINED my antique rug!!! It’s been in my family for 3 generations and now it’s DESTROYED! I want compensation NOW or I’m calling my lawyer!!! 😡🤬 #WorstServiceEver”
I groaned, rubbing my temples. This was getting out of hand fast.
“What’s going on?” I muttered to myself.
Jake poked his head into my office. “More complaints?”
I nodded, feeling a headache coming on. “I don’t get it. Mrs. Rodriguez was doing so well, and now suddenly she’s messing up left and right?”
Jake’s expression darkened. “Maybe she’s not as good as we thought.”
I shook my head. “No, something’s not right here. Mrs. Rodriguez is too professional for this.”
“What are you thinking?” Jake asked, leaning against the doorframe.
“I’m thinking we need to do some investigating.”
The next day, I installed hidden cameras in our supply room. It felt wrong, like I was betraying my employees’ trust, but I needed answers.
“Are you sure about this?” Jake asked as we finished setting up the last camera.
I sighed, wiping my hands on my jeans. “No, but what choice do we have? We need to know what’s really going on. Mrs. Rodriguez is a seasoned cleaning lady, and she can’t be messing up. We must be missing something.”
Jake nodded, his face grim. “I hope you’re wrong about this, Ashton.”
“Me too, buddy.”
As we left the supply room, I had a premonition that something wasn’t right.
Three days later, I sat in my office, staring at my computer screen in disbelief. The footage from the hidden cameras played before me, showing three of our cleaners — Sandra, Alice, and Maria — tampering with Mrs. Rodriguez’s cleaning supplies.
“I can’t believe this,” I muttered, my hands clenched into fists.
Jake leaned over my shoulder, his face pale. “Holy—! They’ve been sabotaging her this whole time?”
I nodded, feeling sick to my stomach. “We need to confront them. All of them, including Mrs. Rodriguez. She deserves to know what’s been happening.”
“I’ll call them in for a meeting. Tomorrow morning?”
“Yeah,” I agreed, my mind racing. “Tomorrow morning.”
As Jake left the office, I couldn’t help but wonder how I would handle this mess.
The next morning, I paced my office, waiting for everyone to arrive. Sandra, Alice, and Maria filed in first, looking nervous. Mrs. Rodriguez came in last, confused yet composed.
“Thank you all for coming,” I began. “We need to discuss something important.”
As Mrs. Rodriguez took off her jacket, I froze. There, on her right forearm, was a scar. A red crescent-shaped scar that I’d recognize anywhere.
Memories — painful ones — came flooding back.
Suddenly, I was five years old again, huddled on a doorstep, cold and hungry.
And there was Mrs. Rodriguez, though I didn’t know her name then, wrapping me in a warm blanket, her kind eyes filled with concern.
“No, could it be HER?” I mumbled, tears brimming in my eyes.
“Mrs. Rodriguez,” I slowly approached her. “Did you… did you live on Maple Street about 30 years ago?”
She looked startled, her eyes widening. “Yes, I did. How did you know that?”
I took a deep breath, feeling tears prick my eyes. “Because you saved my life!”
The room fell silent as Mrs. Rodriguez stared at me, recognition slowly dawning on her face.
“Billy?” she gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. “Little Billy?”
I nodded, unable to speak past the lump in my throat.
Mrs. Rodriguez rushed forward, enveloping me in a hug that smelled like lemon cleaner and home.
“Oh, my sweet boy,” she cried. “I’ve thought about you every day since then.”
I hugged her back, tears welling up in my eyes. For a moment, I felt like the scared little boy who had been abandoned by his parents. But this time, I was safe, cradled in the warm embrace of the woman who had rescued me from darkness.
“I never got to thank you, Mrs. Rodriguez. You changed my life that day.”
She pulled back, cupping my face in her hands. “I’m just so glad you’re okay. When I moved away, I always wondered what happened to you.”
I smiled through my tears. “I got adopted by a loving family. I have a wonderful life now. I’m running a successful cleaning business, married with three wonderful kids. It’s… it’s all thanks to you.”
Mrs. Rodriguez beamed, her eyes shining. “That’s all I ever wanted for you, Billy.”
“It’s Ashton now,” I said softly. “But I never forgot about you.”
A throat clearing behind us brought me back to reality. I turned to see Sandra, Alice, and Maria shifting uncomfortably, looking anywhere but at us.
My earlier anger came rushing back. “Do you three have any idea who this woman is?” I demanded.
They shook their heads, looking terrified.
“This woman saved my life when I was a child,” I said, my arm still around Mrs. Rodriguez’s shoulders. “And you’ve been trying to ruin her career because you were JEALOUS?”
Alice spoke up, her voice trembling. “We didn’t know… we just thought…”
“You thought what? That sabotaging her work would make you look better? That destroying her reputation would somehow improve yours?”
Mrs. Rodriguez put a hand on my arm. “Ashton, please. I don’t want any trouble.”
I took a deep breath, trying to calm down. “No, Mrs. Rodriguez. You don’t deserve this. None of this is your fault.”
I turned back to the three women, who looked like they wanted the floor to swallow them whole.
“You’re all FIRED! I won’t tolerate this kind of behavior in my company. Pack your things and leave. Now.”
They didn’t argue as they quietly filed out of the office, leaving Mrs. Rodriguez and me alone.
She sighed, looking troubled. “Ashton, I feel terrible. I didn’t want anyone to lose their jobs because of me.”
I shook my head, taking her fragile hands in mine. “This isn’t because of you. It’s because of their actions. You did nothing wrong.”
Mrs. Rodriguez smiled sadly. “I just wanted to do my best work. I never meant to make anyone jealous.”
“And that’s exactly why you’re so good at what you do,” I said, gently squeezing her hands. “You care about doing a good job, not about competing with others.”
She nodded, then looked at me curiously. “So, you own this company now?! My little Billy, all grown up and successful.”
I laughed, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. “I couldn’t have done it without you. You gave me a chance at a better life.”
Over the next few weeks, things at the company settled into a new rhythm. Mrs. Rodriguez became our lead trainer, teaching new hires the importance of integrity and hard work.
One evening, as we were closing up the office, she turned to me with a twinkle in her eye. “You know, Ashton, I always knew you’d do great things.”
I raised an eyebrow, amused. “Oh yeah? How’s that?”
She smiled, that same warm smile I remembered from thirty years ago. “Because even as a little boy, you had a big heart. And now look at you, running a successful business, treating your employees with respect.”
I felt my cheeks flush with pride. “I learned from the best!”
Mrs. Rodriguez patted my cheek affectionately. “We both did, my son. We both did.”
As we walked out of the office together, I realized that sometimes, life has a funny way of coming full circle. Mrs. Rodriguez had saved me all those years ago, and now, in a small way, I had also saved her.
From that day on, she was more than just an employee to me. She was family. And every time I saw that scar on her arm, I was reminded that sometimes, our deepest wounds can lead us to our greatest blessings.
After Mom’s Death, Son Kicks Stepdad Out of the House & Posh Car Stops in Front of the Old Man — Story of the Day
A man is abandoned by the stepson he raised as his own after his wife died, and is unexpectedly rescued by a kind young man.
Do you believe in karma? Bob didn’t. He lived his life and made his decisions with no thought for anyone except himself. What he wanted was what was right, no matter the cost to everyone else.
Bob never imagined that his attitude would reverberate down the years until he found himself standing by the side of a lonely road watching his only family drive away, leaving him alone, abandoned.
Bob was stunned when his stepson turned him out like a stray dog | Source: Shutterstock.com
The man driving away from Bob was Sam, his stepson, the boy he’d raised as his own and loved with all his heart from the time he was five years old. Back then, Bob had been on the verge of marriage when he’d met Sam’s mother, Adele.
Adele had been beautiful, charming, exciting, and Bob had walked out on his fiancée without an explanation. He left his old life behind like a dirty shirt and married the wealthy Adele.
For thirty years Bob and Adele had been happy. They traveled around the world living a life of luxury in the inheritance she had received on the death of her wealthy old husband — Sam’s father.
Bob thought they had been a happy family until Adele had become very ill. Unfortunately, not all the money in the world could save her from the terrible cancer that burned through her frail body.
Selfish Bob had walked away from his fiancée to marry a rich woman with a child | Source: Pexels
When they lowered Adele’s coffin into the ground, Bob had stood by the graveside, shaking. “My love,” he whispered, “I will never forget you, never! And I promise you I will look after Sam.”
But unfortunately for Bob, Sam had made no such promises. A few days after Adele’s death, her lawyer called Bob and Sam and explained that she hadn’t left a will, and the estate would be in Sam’s hands provisionally.
Be careful of the examples you give the young because they will surely follow them.
“Until we can ascertain Bob’s rights, Sam,” the lawyer explained. “Since the bulk of the estate was left by your father…”
Sam had smiled. “Of course…That seems very fair to me, and Bob, you can be sure I’ll be fair.” Bob smiled and thanked Sam for his kindness, never imagining the true intention behind his words.
Bob raised Adele’s son as if he were his own | Source: Unsplash
That weekend, Sam invited Bob to go for a drive out in the country to get some fresh air. “Bob,” he said. “We need to get rid of the cobwebs before we can start a new life!”
The two had driven off in Sam’s convertible and Bob had noticed that his stepson was uncharacteristically quiet, even though he smiled a lot, and looked amused.
When they were outside the city limits, Sam stopped the car. “Get out,” he said. “Get out now.”
“Sam?” asked Bob, bewildered. “What’s going on?”
When Adele passed away, Bob was devastated | Source: Pexels
“As I told you, I’m getting rid of the cobwebs, starting a new life,” Sam said with a nasty little smile. “And you’re dead weight, old man.”
“But…I promised your mother I’d look out for you…” Bob gasped.
“But I never made her any promises,” his stepson said. “I don’t owe YOU anything. You lived off her for thirty years, that’s long enough, don’t you think?”
“I love you!” whispered Bob with tears in his eyes. “You were like a son to me, I thought you cared for me!”
“Care?” asked Sam. “What I care about is all that money and I’m not about to share it with you. It’s MY money, old man, so get lost!”
His stepson Sam seemed very supportive, but after the funeral, Bob was in for a surprise | Source: Unsplash
Sam made a threatening gesture and Bob stumbled out of the car trembling. He stood and watched as Sam’s car vanished in a dwindling cloud of dust.
He looked around. The emptiness stretched out in all directions from horizon to horizon, and he had nothing except his walking stick. He started wobbling after Sam’s car, thinking that sooner or later he’d come across a house, or be overtaken by another vehicle.
Surely someone would be kind enough to stop for an old man? But car after car sped by, and no one stopped. After a while, Bob stopped trying to flag them down. He just stopped where he was.
The sun was going down and it was getting very cold when a large expensive-looking car stopped next to him. “Sir,” asked a kindly voice. “Are you alright?”
The lawyer told Sam and Bob that Adele had died without a will | Source: Unsplash
Bob felt tears fill his eyes at the sound of the concern in that stranger’s voice. “No,” he said shakily. “I’ve been abandoned here. Please, if you could take me to the nearest town, a police station? If it’s not too much trouble!”
“Abandoned?” the man sounded shocked. “That’s shocking! Please get in.”
The driver was a young man in his early thirties with a friendly smile and kindly blue eyes. He reminded Bob of someone, but he couldn’t remember who it was. Bob told the man, whose name was Jake Kale his whole story.
Jake was indignant, and when he saw that Bob was shaking from the cold, he decided to take him home. “I’ll take you to the police tomorrow morning, Bob,” he said. “Tonight you get warm and have a good meal and a restful sleep.”
Sam invited Bob to go for a drive | Source: Unsplash
Jake led Bob into a lovely cozy home and introduced him to his wife Angela and his daughter Faye. “My mother is joining us for dinner, Bob,” Jake said. As he was speaking, a cheerful voice called out a greeting and a sweet-faced woman in her sixties walked in.
She had Jake’s eyes, Bob noticed, and once again he had the eery feeling that he knew her from somewhere, but where? Bob was stunned when the woman turned and saw him standing there. She cried out, and Jake had to grab her before she fell.
“Mom!” Jake cried, “Are you OK?”
“That man…” gasped Peggy Kale. “Bob…It’s you!”
“It’s MY money, old man, so get lost!” | Source: Unsplash
“I’m Bob,” said Bob bewildered, “But how did you know?” Then he saw the years fall away from that sweet face. “Peggy! After all these years!”
“How did you get here? How did you find us?” Peggy asked.
Bob shook his head. “It was Jake who found me, rescued me. I was abandoned on the road. He picked me up. He’s your son?”
“Yes,” Peggy said quietly. “My son…and yours.”
A kind man driving by stopped and took Bob home | Source: Unsplash
“Mine?” whispered Bob. “You were pregnant? You didn’t tell me!”
“You walked away a week before our wedding,” Peggy said. “I didn’t know then — and later it didn’t seem to matter. You didn’t want me, and I wasn’t going to use my baby to pressure you.”
Bob lowered his head and cried bitter tears. “I raised Adele’s son!” he whispered. “You knew that?”
And as Peggy nodded, Bob continued bitterly: “It was Adele’s boy — whom I thought was my boy, who abandoned me by the side of the road like a stray dog.”
Jake’s mother was the fiancée Bob had abandoned | Source: Pexels
Peggy smiled. “And it was my son who saved you…Think about that, Bob!”
Bob did. He spent the night tossing and turning, thinking about the choices he’d made, the examples he’d given Sam. He’d raised a selfish, grasping, dishonest man, and Peggy had raised a good, generous one.
The next day, Jake took Bob to a police station and lodged a complaint against Sam. Jake got Bob a good lawyer and the courts awarded Bob half of Adele’s substantial estate.
Shortly after the court’s decision, Bob signed over every cent to his son Jake, and to his granddaughter. He begged Peggy’s forgiveness and he is now working hard at making it up to his son and his ex-fiancée.
Bob found the family he didn’t know he had | Source: Unsplash
What can we learn from this story?
- Be careful of the examples you give the young because they will surely follow them. Bob was a selfish man, and that was the example he gave his stepson.
- Fate will bring you face to face with your greatest mistakes so you can make amends. The man who rescued Bob was his biological son whom he had apparently abandoned before he was born.
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