For 10 years, Eugene carried a sealed envelope from his late father, honoring a promise never to open it early. When the day finally came, he discovered a message that led him to a life-changing revelation.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead and adjusted my grip on the bricks. My arms ached, and my back felt like it might snap in half, but I kept working. The sun was brutal today, hanging high in the sky, cooking everything beneath it. But I was used to it.
I had been working in construction for six years, to be exact. Lifting, stacking, hammering. Long hours, little pay. It was hard work, but I didn’t complain. I had no college degree and no fancy job waiting for me. Just this. And honestly, I didn’t mind.
But today was different.
Today, I had something in my pocket. Something I had carried for 10 years.