Mary realized she had forgotten her wallet while trying to pay for some groceries, but a kind boy, Mark, paid for her things. Sometime later, Mary and her daughter learned that Mark’s grandmother needed expensive surgery, so they decided to act, shocking the poor kid.
“Oh, geez. I must have forgotten my wallet in John’s car. I’m so sorry. I’ll have to come back for these things later,” Mary said to the cashier, who started picking up the items and putting them back. Meanwhile, Mary closed her purse, prepared to walk away when the boy behind her in line spoke up.
“Wait, ma’am. You don’t have many things anyway. I’ll pay for them,” he said. He couldn’t be older than 12, and Mary noticed that he didn’t look particularly well-off.
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“Oh, no. I couldn’t put you out like that,” Mary countered.
“I insist, ma’am. Sometimes, we have to do good things, and karma will reward us later, right? That’s what my grandmother says all the time,” the boy said, placing his few things on the belt and paying for everything that Mary had picked out. Luckily, it was only a few essentials.
Mary’s daughter, Anastacia, was sick with the flu. She needed someone to watch the kids because her husband was in Europe on a business trip, so Mary decided to go to Santa Ana from San Diego, California. But her friend, John, had driven her up, and it seems she left her wallet in his car.
Once they got their groceries ready, Mary and the kid went outside. “Hey, I’m Mary Cummings. What’s your name?” she said conversationally.
“I’m Mark.”
“Thank you so much for what you did, Mark. It saved me a trip to the store. Listen, how about you give me your phone number so I can pay you back as soon as I get my wallet,” Mary suggested, and the kid wrote down his number on the receipt.
“Here, but don’t worry about it. There’s no rush. I live nearby anyway,” Mark said offhandedly.
“Although I also believe in paying it forward like you and your grandma, we have to pay off our debts,” Mary added, and they said goodbye.
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She got home and told Anastacia about leaving her wallet in John’s car and the kid at the store who paid for her things. Mary only went there to buy a few things for chicken noodle soup, so it wasn’t anything important. “Still, it was nice to see a young man being so kind,” Mary finished her story while storing things and getting ready to make the soup.
“I agree. Although kids today are all so progressive, some of them can be pretty self-centered,” Anastacia.
“I don’t think this kid comes from a rich family, though. Maybe that’s why he’s so nice. But anyway, I’m worried that he might need that money urgently,” the older woman continued. Luckily, she called John, who agreed to come up to Santa Ana the following day and return her wallet.
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Mary and Anastacia rang the bell at the address Mark had given them. Earlier, John came up, gave Mary her wallet, and Mary called the kid to return the money. He told her where he lived, and now they were right in front of his home.
The house was small and old. But it looked clean, and the garden was maintained. It was clear that these people didn’t have a lot of money, but they took pride in keeping it pretty. Mark answered the door.
“Hello, Mrs. Cummings,” Mark said upon opening the front door.
“Hey, Mark! This is my daughter, Anastacia. Here’s your money. Again, thank you so much for everything,” Mary told him with a kind smile.
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“Thank you. You didn’t have to hurry,” the boy replied and looked behind him for a second. “Listen, I would invite you in, but I’m not supposed to have anyone over. My grandma would be mad.”
“Oh, where is she? Maybe, we can come later to meet her. Does she like pecan pie? Because we’re going to the bakery right now,” Anastacia added happily.
“Well, she’s actually at the hospital and won’t get out for a while,” Mark explained with a frown. Mary and Anastacia wanted to know more, so he continued. “She needs a huge surgery, and I started a GoFundMe, but I’ve been trying to promote it. It’s not that popular. For now, the hospital has understood, and they are keeping her in observation while I raise the money.”
“Oh, sweetie. You shouldn’t have to do that on your own,” Anastacia said, concerned.
“We don’t have anyone else. It’s only us,” Mark shrugged. Mary and Anastacia looked at each other and came to a wordless decision.
“Give me the link to the GoFundMe, and your grandmother’s name. Also, come with us to the bakery. We’ll go visit her and see if the doctor lets her eat some pie,” Mary offered, although it was more of a demand.
“Are you sure? You don’t have to.”
“We have to,” Anastacia insisted, and Mark went with them.
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After buying some pies, they went to the hospital to meet Mark’s grandmother, Mrs. Julie Strada. They talked to her for a while, and Mark decided to stay with her that night, so Mary and Anastacia left.
When they got home, Anastacia shared the GoFundMe link with anyone she could think of, and she also donated a few hundred dollars. But Mary felt so hopeless. “They need so much money for this surgery. I don’t know if sharing the link is enough,” she breathed sadly.
“Let’s think,” Anastacia said, looking at her computer. “How about we share the story of the boy? I mean how he helped you, although they need the money so much. I mean, he couldn’t know you were going to pay it back. Maybe it could go viral? Let’s try Reddit.”
“That’s a one-in-a-million thing, Anastacia,” Mary replied skeptically.
“We’ll see,” the younger woman said with a smile and started writing everything that happened on Reddit. She posted it on several subreddits and her Twitter.
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At first, there were only a few commenters, but thousands of people had read the story and donated to the cause after a few days. They still needed a lot more donations to reach the goal of $230,000, which was the cost of Mrs. Strada’s entire treatment.
But surprisingly, a famous new outlet picked up the story, shared it, and even interviewed Mary and Mark for their article. The GoFundMe project reached way beyond their goal, and they were ecstatic. Mark couldn’t believe it. He had only paid around $20 for what Mrs. Cummings needed at the store, and she somehow found a way to pay it back and more.
What can we learn from this story?
- Helping others can change your life. Mark helped an older woman at the store, not knowing how hard she would work to pay him back for his gesture.
- There are still good people around the world. Tons of viral stories have gotten people enough donations to pay for their family members and even their pets’ treatments, which proves how good people can be.
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I Promised a Homeless Man I’d Find Him a Family in One Evening – But First, We Went to a Salon and a Boutique
Mark meets Stuart, a homeless man, on a busy city street and makes an unusual promise to change his life in just one evening. He starts by giving Stuart a fresh haircut and buying him new clothes, determined to find him a family by the night’s end. But can Mark truly fulfill this bold promise and transform Stuart’s life?
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You never know who you’ll encounter in life and how they might change your world.
I’m Mark, and a few days ago, I had this wholesome experience I will never forget.
So, I was sitting on a busy city street, munching on my sandwich during lunch break.
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Out of nowhere, this scruffy-looking guy walks up to me and hands me my wallet.
“Hey, you dropped this,” he said.
I was stunned. “Thanks, man! I didn’t even notice. What’s your name?” I asked, genuinely curious.
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“Stuart,” he replied with a shy smile.
“I’m Mark,” I said, shaking his hand. “I’m a barber. How about I repay you with a fresh haircut?”
Stuart looked down at his worn-out clothes and shrugged. “Why bother? I got no one to impress. Nobody cares about a bum like me.”
I imagined being in Stuart’s shoes, and his words hit me right in the feels. I knew I had to do something more.
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“How about this,” I said, my mind racing. “I bet you I can find you a family in one evening!”
Stuart laughed, thinking I was joking, but I grabbed his hand. “Bet on it!”
I could see he wasn’t really sure, but he agreed.
We headed straight to my shop. “Come on in, Stuart,” I said, holding the door open for him as we arrived. The place was buzzing with activity. My colleagues and a few customers gave us curious looks as we walked in.
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I pointed to the chair. “Take a seat, Stuart. Let’s see what we can do.”
Stuart hesitated for a moment but then sat down. I draped the cape over him and got to work. “You’re in for a treat,” I said, picking up my clippers.
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As I started cutting his hair, I could see the change happening right before my eyes. The scruffy, tired look began to disappear. Stuart was getting a fresh start, and it showed.
“How’s it looking?” Stuart asked, a bit nervous.
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“Trust me, you’re going to look great,” I replied, focusing on giving him the best cut possible. Other barbers started to gather around, watching the transformation.
“Wow, Mark, you’re doing wonders,” one of them said, impressed.
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When I was done, I turned the chair around so Stuart could see himself in the mirror.
His eyes widened. “Is that really me?” he asked, touching his newly styled beard and hair.
“Yep, that’s you,” I said, smiling. “What do you think?”
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Stuart grinned, looking a bit shy. “I feel like a new man. But do you think it’s too fancy for a guy like me?”
Everyone in the shop chuckled.
“Not at all,” I said. “You deserve this.”
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Stuart’s confidence seemed to soar. He stood up a bit straighter, and there was a sparkle in his eye that hadn’t been there before. “Thanks, Mark. This feels amazing,” he said.
But it wasn’t over yet. After the haircut, I decided it was time to get Stuart some new clothes.
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We walked over to a nearby clothing boutique. As we stepped inside, the staff greeted us with friendly smiles.
“Hi there! How can we help you today?” one of them asked.
“We need to find my friend Stuart here some stylish clothes,” I said, patting Stuart on the back. Stuart looked around, a bit overwhelmed. “I’ve never been in a place like this,” he whispered to me.
“Don’t worry, we’ll find something great,” I assured him. The staff quickly got to work, bringing out various outfits for Stuart to try.
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His reactions were priceless. “These pants are so tight! How do people breathe in these?” he said, making everyone laugh.
I handed him a shirt. “Just try it on, Stuart. You’ll look great.”
He reluctantly took the clothes and went into the changing room. A few minutes later, he came out, looking unsure. “How do I look?” he asked.
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“Wow, Stuart, you look fantastic!” I said, giving him a thumbs up. The staff nodded in agreement.
Stuart looked at himself in the mirror, turning this way and that. “I feel like I’m wearing someone else’s clothes,” he said with a laugh. “But they do look nice.”
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“Exactly, that’s the point,” I said. “You deserve to feel good about yourself.”
After trying on a few more outfits and making everyone laugh with his witty comments, Stuart finally settled on an outfit that made him feel comfortable yet stylish.
“I think I’ll stick with this one,” he said, smiling.
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“Great choice,” I said. “You’re looking sharp, my friend.”
Stuart’s confidence seemed to grow even more. “Thanks, Mark. I really appreciate this,” he said, enveloping me in a hug.
“No problem. We’re just getting started,” I said, feeling excited about what was to come.
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With Stuart looking sharp, we decided to grab dinner at a cozy café.
As we walked in, Stuart seemed nervous. “I haven’t been to a place like this in years,” he admitted.
“Relax, Stuart. It’s just dinner. Enjoy it,” I said, guiding him to a table.
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We sat down and ordered some food. While we waited, I pulled out my phone. “How about we set up a date for you?” I suggested.
“A date? You’re serious?” Stuart asked, his eyes widening.
“Why not? Let’s give it a shot,” I said, smiling.
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I registered him on a dating site and quickly set up a profile. Within minutes, we got a response from a woman named Linda. She agreed to meet us at the café.
When Linda arrived, she seemed interested at first. Stuart stood up and introduced himself, looking a bit nervous. “Hi, I’m Stuart,” he said, offering his hand.
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Linda shook his hand, but her smile faded as we talked. When she found out Stuart was homeless, her expression changed.
“You should have been honest,” she said, standing up abruptly.
“Wait, Linda, he’s a great guy,” I tried to explain, but she was already walking out the door.
Stuart sat back down, looking dejected.
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“I’m sorry, Stuart,” I said, feeling bad for him.
To my surprise, he smiled. “It’s alright, Mark. Today is still one of the best days of my life. It reminded me of when I used to go out with friends and meet girls.”
I didn’t know what to do at that point. I had promised him I would help him find a family, and I knew that I had failed to do so.
But the next morning, on my way to work, I saw something that made me stop in my tracks.
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Stuart was sitting outside a supermarket, chatting with a woman. They were both smiling and laughing.
I walked over, curious. “Hey, Stuart!” I called out, waving.
“Mark! Good to see you,” Stuart replied, standing up and giving me a big smile. “I want you to meet Maria.”
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Maria stood up and shook my hand. “Hi, Mark. It’s nice to meet you,” she said warmly.
“Nice to meet you too, Maria,” I said, looking at Stuart with a raised eyebrow. “Where did you two meet?”
“Believe it or not, we met last night after the date fiasco,” Stuart said with a chuckle. “Maria was kind enough to sit and talk with me. We’ve been chatting ever since.”
Maria smiled at Stuart. “Stuart told me everything. I’ve had my own struggles, so I understand where he’s coming from.”
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I felt a surge of happiness and pride. “That’s wonderful to hear,” I said, genuinely moved. “You two seem to get along really well.”
“We do,” Stuart said, looking at Maria with a grateful smile. “Thanks to you, Mark. That bet led to something really good.”
“I’m just glad to see you happy, Stuart. You deserve this,” I said, and we shared a hug.
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I still can’t believe it all happened.
Life has a funny way of surprising us, doesn’t it? Stuart found a friend, and maybe even a family, through a series of events that started with a lost wallet. And I learned that sometimes, all it takes is a little compassion to change someone’s life.
Have you ever witnessed something like this or changed someone’s life for the better?
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