Twelve cents
“Is this yours?” a homeless man asked me while I was doing my laundry.
I looked at what he wants holding in his hand, it was 12 pennies.
“Uh, no.” I responded in a very confused tone.
“Are you sure this isn’t yours?” he persisted.
“Uhm, no.” I repeated.
“Cuz if it is yours, you should take it. I’m not gonna take it!” he demanded, obviously not wanting the guilt of taking 12 cents from someone.
“How about this. It is mine, but you can give it to someone on the street?”
And so with that, he gave the twelve cents to the first person who came by, and that person was literally overjoyed with his new gift.