A lonely grandmother was sitting on the edge of the road selling handkerchiefs. Cars were rushing at high speed. During this day she did not earn anything. The woman sighed heavily. A cold wind blew, but she did not move, only wrapped herself even more in a light cloak. She had to sell at least a couple to buy bread for the next day.
Suddenly, an SUV stopped. A man in an expensive suit got out of it. He looked no more than forty. He examined the grandmother’s goods and asked:
– How much are you selling for?
When the grandmother named the price, the man was surprised:
– But this is handmade! Why so cheap?
The old woman sighed sadly.
– “My dear, I sell it for a pittance, just to make a living. They don’t buy it.
The man looked around. Many cars were passing by, but no one stopped.
– “Well, then I’ll buy everything, but not for the price you mentioned, but three times more expensive. I will give it to my friends and colleagues.
My grandmother did not expect such a thing, tears appeared in her eyes from joy.
– Son, thank you!
The man took everything, paid, and then offered to give her a ride. On the way, he asked the grandmother about her life. She did not hide anything, told everything about her lonely existence. He gave her a ride, and after that day he often visited her, bringing food and clothes. The woman did not have any children of her own, but she loved him as her own, always thanking him with tears.
