
02/23/2025
Ben sat in his palatial office. The financial statements for his company's previous year had just come in. His company's revenue had grown by several tens of millions of dollars!
Suddenly, Jane, his assistent, stormed in.
"Sir, she...She was seen under a bridge not too far from our offices," Jane explained hesitantly.
"What?" Ben gasped.
"One of our security guards recognized her from a few days back. She was in a pretty bad state, sir. I think she's been living there for a while now," Jane explained.
Ben was mad at her for everything that had happened in the past, but this still was the last thing he wanted for her.
Ben went to the bridge and saw her there in rags, begging for pennies from anyone that would give her the time of day. She looked worn out, gray, and pale.
"Who is she, sir?" his driver asked.
"She's my mother."
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