What goes around comes around // Just for those people who likes to READ

My girlfriend email this story to me and I really like it.
And I just like to share it with you guys.

He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road.
But even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out.

His 20-year-old Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help
for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe,
he looked poor and hungry. He could see that she was frightened, standing
out there in the cold. He knew how she felt.

It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here
to help you ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the
way, my name is Bryan." Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an
old lady, that was bad enough.

Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack,
skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire.
But he had to get dirty and he hurt his hands. As he was tightening up
the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him.

She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing
through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.
Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. She asked him how much she owed
him.;Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined
all the awful things that could have happened, had he not stopped.

Bryan never thought twice about the money. This was not a jo b to
him.
This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty who
had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and
it never occurred to him to act any other way.

He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next
time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the
assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "...and think of me".

He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a
cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home,
disappearing into the light.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in
to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg
of her&nbs p! ;trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old
gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The cash register
was like the telephone of an out-of-work actor - it didn't ring much.

Her waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet
hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole
day couldn't erase. The lady noticed that the waitress was nearly
eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her
attitude.
The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving
to a stranger.

Then she remembered Bryan. After the lady finished her meal, and
the waitress went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, the lady
slipped right out th e! door. She was gone by the time the waitress came
back.
The waitress wondered where the lady could be, then she noticed
something written on the napkin, under which were four $100 bills.

There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady had
written, "You don't owe me anything, I have been there too. Somebody once helped
me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here
is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you."

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people
to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night
when she arrived home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking
about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady h! ave known
how much she and her husband needed that money? With the baby due next
month, it was going to be hard on both of them.

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next
to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's
going to be all right; I love you, Bryan."
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