Classic Story for not so classic folks!
PREMISE: WHEN WE DO GOOD, GOOD HAPPENS TO US!
He worked overtime, but not for the overtime. He worked because his best friend, with terminal cancer couldn’t. His friend had tried his best, but his best was becoming more and more his worst. His friend wanted to maintain his life, just by working a few hours every day, he felt he could have some normalcy. His friend was wrong. He was becoming weaker, more sick day by day and now to keep up the pace, overtime had to be applied.
Hey, what are friends, true friends, truly for, if not to help out a sick friend?