Ethan Carter was rushing down a busy sidewalk in Midtown Manhattan when two identical little boys came running straight toward him. Their simple clothes and dirty faces stood out against the sharp-suited business crowd, but something in their eyes made him stop in his tracks.
The braver of the two twins held out a crumpled piece of paper.
Ethan took the note hesitantly, never imagining that the childish scribbles inside would change his life forever.
“It’s for you,” the boy said in a shy voice that was almost lost in the city noise.
Ethan unfolded the yellowed paper and read the words written in blue crayon:
“Thank you for being our dad, even though you don’t know us yet. The lady at the shelter said you would come take care of us one day.”
The billionaire’s chest tightened. His eyes filled with tears for the first time in years.
He didn’t know these kids. He had never been to any shelter. But those simple words touched an old wound deep in his heart.
“Are you sure this is for me?” he asked, crouching down to their level.