“Uncle Mike!” Ethan shouted, holding up a drawing filled with colorful buildings. “I know what I want to be.”
“Oh yeah?” Michael asked.
“An engineer like you. But I’m going to build even better things.”
Michael smiled. “I’ll help you.”
Ethan shook his head seriously. “No. You’ll learn from me.”
They laughed beneath the stars.
The millionaire who had “lost everything” realized that at the bus station, he hadn’t lost his life.
He had found it.
That night, before bed, Michael looked at the sky and felt grateful for hitting rock bottom — because from the ground, he had finally seen a small hand offering him a cookie and, without knowing it, handing him back his future.
