Sean’s adoptive mother died when he turned 18, and after mixing up with bad people, he became homeless. During one of his dumpster dives, he discovered an old copy of his favorite childhood book. It also contained a picture with an address. He never imagined what he would learn there.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Carver. We can’t do anything to help you. The bank will have to repossess your home,” an executive at the bank told him two years ago. Sean remembered that conversation well.
His adoptive mother, Linda, died when he was 18, and unfortunately, he started hanging out with Liam, who would soon become nothing more than a drug dealer and criminal. Liam stole all of Sean’s savings, leaving Sean unable to pay the mortgage on his house. The bank took it after several months of warnings.
Sean discovered a book he used to love in the dumpster. | Source: Shutterstock
So at 20, Sean was homeless and had no resume to speak of. Finding a job was almost impossible without an address. But he settled into his new life by dumpster diving for food.
He knew nothing about his biological family. They must have had a reason for giving me up back then, Sean mused while walking the streets looking for a dumpster to search. He found one in an empty alley.
Luckily, there was an old pizza box with a few slices that were still good enough to eat. Sean also noticed a huge box filled with old books. I could probably sell some of these at a thrift store, he considered.
He grabbed the box and started sorting through some of the books. That’s when he discovered The Three Musketeers, his favorite childhood book. His mother read it to him at night for several years, and there was something about D’Artagnan that spoke to him.
Maybe my subconscious knew that I would become poor someday, Sean thought sarcastically. He only hoped to be able to make a fortune one day. In the end, he could only carry a few books in his bag, including that one.
He read the book that night and discovered something. | Source: Pexels
Sean sold the books to the local thrift shop owner, who often took pity on him. But he kept The Three Musketeers. It was nice to have a reminder of his mother, as he couldn’t keep anything from his childhood home when...
