Pobre velho sai de casa uma manhã e vê um carro de luxo em vez do antigo que ele possui – História do dia

Um homem pobre e idoso é inesperadamente recompensado pela gentileza que demonstrou a um estranho quando sai de casa uma manhã e encontra um carro esportivo novinho em folha em vez do antigo.

Gregory Smith, de 80 anos, estava em sua varanda da frente, estupefato. Ele se beliscou duas vezes para garantir que não estava sonhando e chamou sua esposa, Cynthia, enquanto olhava para o conteúdo do envelope em sua mão e então para o carro esportivo reluzente na frente de sua casa.

“Cynthia! Cynthia! Venha aqui rápido!” ele gritou, suas mãos tremendo de ansiedade ao ver o carro novo e o antigo desaparecidos.

“O que há de errado com você, Gregory?” Cynthia surgiu de dentro, secando as mãos em uma toalha e franzindo a testa. “Eu queimei a panqueca por sua causa! Se você não sabe, estávamos no nosso último pacote de mistura para panqueca! E você está parado aqui? Quando você está planejando ir ao mercado?”

O carro velho de Gregory tinha sumido. | Fonte: Pexels

O carro velho de Gregory tinha sumido. | Fonte: Pexels

Gregory acenou com a mão desdenhosamente. “Olhe para isso, Cynthia”, ele disse, mostrando a ela o envelope que havia encontrado na varanda da frente. “Havia chaves de carro dentro do envelope e nosso carro velho sumiu! Olhe ali”, ele acrescentou, apontando para fora, onde havia estacionado seu carro velho na noite passada. “É um carro novinho! Quem poderia ter feito isso? O que devo fazer agora?”

“E não há nenhum bilhete dentro ou algo que indique quem enviou isso?” Cynthia perguntou, confusa.

“Já verifiquei duas vezes o envelope. Não há nenhum! O que nós—”

Antes que Gregory pudesse terminar sua frase, a buzina de um carro o cortou. Quando ele olhou para fora da porta da frente, viu seu velho carro estacionado na frente de sua casa e um homem saindo dele.

Os olhos de Gregory lacrimejaram quando ele viu quem era o homem. “Oh meu Deus! Ele cumpriu sua promessa, Cynthia!” ele disse, virando-se para encará-la. Cynthia estava sorrindo como se soubesse que isso iria acontecer.

Cynthia era a parceira do homem no crime ao planejar a surpresa para Gregory. | Fonte: Pexels

Cynthia era a parceira do homem no crime ao planejar a surpresa para Gregory. | Fonte: Pexels

O homem deu um abraço caloroso em Gregory. “Como você está, Gregory? Já faz um tempo, não é?”

“Jack? Oh, eu não acredito nisso… Eu estou muito bem, querido. Como você está? E por favor me diga que você não fez isso!” ele gritou, abraçando-o de volta.

“Eu tive que fazer isso, Gregory. Depois do que você fez por mim… quero dizer, quem demonstra tanta gentileza hoje em dia? E você não pode me culpar completamente por isso. A Sra. Smith me ajudou a executar o plano…” ele disse, sorrindo.

“Eu claramente não o levei a sério! Mas agora que vejo aquele carro novo e brilhante parado na nossa porta, eu me arrependo.”

“Sinceramente, eu tentei recusá-lo, querido”, Cynthia disse a Gregory. “Mas esse garoto não me ouviu! E foi tão difícil entrar no jogo! Eu sou péssima em atuar, não sou?”, ela perguntou, franzindo o nariz, e Jack riu.

“Acho que não, Sra. Smith!”

Gregory balançou a cabeça repetidamente. “Então esse velho estava sendo enganado e ele não tinha a mínima ideia? Ah, o que eu digo…”

Cynthia e Jack riram. “Tudo bem, tudo bem, chega de conversa”, Cynthia finalmente disse. “Agora, porque Jack veio até aqui por nós, não podemos simplesmente deixá-lo ir. Entre e junte-se a nós para o café da manhã, Jack, e não há necessidade de ir à loja, Gregory. Temos mantimentos que durarão pelo menos uma semana… Era tudo parte do plano”, ela riu enquanto entrava, Jack logo atrás dela.

O homem por trás do carro novo era Jack. | Fonte: Pexels

O homem por trás do carro novo era Jack. | Fonte: Pexels

Enquanto todos estavam sentados à mesa de jantar, Cynthia serviu o café da manhã e Jack começou a relembrar seu primeiro encontro com Gregory. Cynthia sabia de pedaços da história deles, mas não sabia de todo o episódio.

“Então, três semanas atrás, Sra. Simpson”, Jack começou. “Eu conheci seu marido no aeroporto. Eu deveria voar no mesmo voo que ele para ver minha esposa. Ela estava em trabalho de parto e eu estava muito preocupado. Na minha ansiedade, não percebi que tinha errado a data na minha passagem. Era para o dia seguinte. Só percebi isso quando fiz o check-in.

“Como não havia mais assentos disponíveis naquele dia, Gregory me ofereceu seu ingresso e disse: ‘Rapaz, você PRECISA estar com sua esposa! Use meu ingresso e eu usarei o seu.’”

“Ok”, Cynthia disse lentamente, assentindo. “Eu sei sobre a troca de ingressos. Mas e os carros? Ainda estou me perguntando o que essa troca de carros tem a ver com qualquer coisa…”

Cynthia estava ansiosa para saber toda a história por trás da troca de carro. | Fonte: Pexels

Cynthia estava ansiosa para saber toda a história por trás da troca de carro. | Fonte: Pexels

Gregory riu. “Essa é outra parte interessante… Antes de irmos para o check-in, Jack e eu nos encontramos na sala de espera. Estávamos conversando casualmente, querida, e mencionei que ainda estávamos pagando empréstimos, então não podemos comprar um carro novo, e como o nosso antigo está nos dando problemas… Depois que trocamos as passagens, esse garoto disse: ‘Hoje trocamos as passagens; em algumas semanas, trocaremos de carro, isso é uma promessa!’

“Eu claramente não o levei a sério! Mas agora que vejo aquele carro novo e brilhante estacionado do lado de fora da nossa porta, me arrependo de ter dito a ele que queríamos um carro novo. Antes de partir, ele pegou meu endereço, e olha o que ele fez! Não podemos ficar com ele, Jack. Valorizamos suas intenções, mas isso é desnecessário, garoto…”

Cynthia assentiu. “Gregory está certo. Não poderemos ficar com o carro. Não pensei muito quando você se encontrou comigo ontem e me contou sobre toda essa surpresa, mas me arrependo de ter dito sim. Por favor, isso não é necessário…”

Gregory não conseguiu deixar de sorrir enquanto falava sobre seu encontro com Jack. | Fonte: Pexels

Gregory não conseguiu deixar de sorrir enquanto falava sobre seu encontro com Jack. | Fonte: Pexels

Mas Jack balançou a cabeça. “Confie em mim; não é nada em troca do que você fez. Por causa do seu marido, eu pude ficar com minha esposa e meu bebê. Por favor, eu me sentiria mal se você recusasse meu presente. Eu insisto…”

Gregory e Cynthia não conseguiram dizer não a Jack. Eles aceitaram o carro, mas a generosidade de Jack não terminou aí. Ele sabia que, depois que Gregory se aposentou, ele e Cynthia estavam lutando para pagar seus empréstimos e, como resultado, não conseguiram concluir os reparos da casa.

Então Jack cuidou disso para eles. E um dia, ele veio visitá-los com sua esposa e sua filha bebê.

Embora vivam em cidades diferentes, os Smiths sentem que se tornaram uma família misturada com Jack. O jovem os verifica de vez em quando e garante que eles não percam nada, especialmente depois de descobrir que o velho casal não tinha filhos.

O que podemos aprender com essa história?

  • A gentileza nunca fica sem recompensa. Gregory ofereceu sua passagem de avião a Jack para que ele pudesse ficar com sua esposa grávida, e em troca, ele e Cynthia receberam tanto amor e respeito de Jack que eles nem sequer tinham pensado. Jack era como um filho para eles e cuidava de suas menores necessidades.
  • Ajude alguém sempre que e de qualquer maneira que puder. Gregory poderia oferecer a Jack sua passagem para ajudá-lo, e ele fez isso. Em troca, ele e sua esposa foram abençoados com o amor de um filho que nunca tiveram.

Compartilhe esta história com seus amigos. Pode alegrar o dia deles e inspirá-los.

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My Manicurist Told Me About Her Lover, Only to Realize She Was Talking About My Husband

My husband surprised me with an appointment with my manicurist, but during our session, I discovered the woman was cheating with him! Angry, I tried to retaliate by getting revenge, but when the truth came out, I was left with egg on my face!

When I went in for my manicurist appointment that day, I had no idea that I was about to get more than what I bargained for. What I discovered had me seething as I imagined the worst about my loving husband. But before we get there, let me backtrack a bit to the day before…

A woman at a beauty parlor | Source: Midjourney

A woman at a beauty parlor | Source: Midjourney

It had been a long day of privately tutoring a mix of energetic six-year-olds learning their ABCs and a precocious eight-year-old trying to ace his fractions. By the time I got home, I was completely drained. Adam, my husband of seven years, greeted me with his signature boyish smile and a kiss on the forehead.

“How’s my favorite teacher?” he asked, handing me a cup of herbal tea.

“Tired,” I replied with a laugh, plopping onto the couch. “But your tea makes it better.”

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A happy woman drinking tea | Source: Midjourney

Adam always had a way of making me feel like the most important person in the world. We were one of those couples people envied, with a solid partnership full of love and shared dreams.

We had just started planning for a family, and I’d been secretly pinning nursery ideas to my Pinterest board.

“I might have to work late tonight, and tomorrow I’ll be staying at work overnight, unfortunately,” Adam said, running a hand through his dark hair. “Big project at the office.”

A man running his hand through his hair | Source: Midjourney

A man running his hand through his hair | Source: Midjourney

I nodded, not thinking much of it. His job as a successful manager for a mid-sized marketing firm often demanded odd hours.

“Just don’t overwork yourself, okay?”

“I won’t,” he promised, kissing me again before adding, “To make it up to you, I booked an appointment for you tomorrow afternoon at Lily’s Luxe Nails.”

I got up and thanked him with a kiss before he gave me one on the cheek and disappeared into his home office.

A woman getting a kiss from her man | Source: Midjourney

A woman getting a kiss from her man | Source: Midjourney

The next day, I went and treated myself to the rare indulgence of a trip to Lily’s Luxe Nails. Lily, the owner, was one of my favorite people. She had a magnetic personality, full of dramatic flair and endless gossip!

Her stories always left me laughing or clutching my pearls.

As I settled into the chair, Lily approached with her usual wide grin.

“Honey, you’re glowing! Your hubby’s treating you well?”

A manicurist | Source: Midjourney

A manicurist | Source: Midjourney

“As always,” I said, holding out my hands for her to examine.

She laughed, taking out her tools.

“Well, at least he’s worth it. Some of us don’t get that lucky.”

Her comment caught my attention. Lily wasn’t one to complain about her personal life. In fact, she often bragged about her adventures in romance.

“Oh? Someone giving you trouble?” I asked.

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A woman getting her nails done | Source: Midjourney

She smirked, leaning in conspiratorially.

“No trouble at all. I’ve been seeing someone new, a real dreamboat! Smart, funny, successful! And let me tell you, he knows how to treat a lady!”

“Good for you! What’s it like?”

Lily’s eyes sparkled. “Our relationship is UNREAL! I’ve never felt ANYTHING like this before! Not even James compares to him!”

James is Lily’s husband. I’d met him before when he came to her workplace.

A happy man | Source: Midjourney

A happy man | Source: Midjourney

“I guess I am an old-fashioned girl, ’cause I could never cheat on my husband, and I’m pretty sure he feels the same way,” I responded.

“Girl, that’s YOUR loss! You wouldn’t believe how romantic he is. Last week, he showed up with flowers just because he ‘felt like it.’ You also haven’t SEEN who I’m talking about, don’t even get me started on his dimples!”

“Uh huh…,” I replied, still not convinced that cheating on Adam would be a good idea.

An unsure woman | Source: Midjourney

An unsure woman | Source: Midjourney

“He’s also a manager at some company. Busy as hell, but he always makes time for me. He’s planning to meet me tonight at that cute boutique hotel across the street while telling his wife he’s working late so we can meet up. I’m counting down the minutes!”

I froze, a strange chill creeping up my spine.

“That’s sweet,” I managed to say, my voice faltering.

Lily didn’t notice…

An unhappy woman | Source: Midjourney

An unhappy woman | Source: Midjourney

Dimples? My chest tightened. Adam has dimples. Adam is a manager. Adam was supposed to be working late tonight. I tried to shake off the uneasy feeling clawing at my chest. It had to be a coincidence…

“Well, do you have a picture of this ‘dream guy’? I’m curious,” I asked, hoping to quash my paranoia.

Lily grinned, pulling out her phone.

“Of course, darling! Look at this stud muffin!” she said, pulling out her phone.

My stomach dropped.

An upset woman looking at a phone | Source: Midjourney

An upset woman looking at a phone | Source: Midjourney

There he was, MY Adam, smiling in the photo with his arm casually draped around Lily. I stared at the picture, willing it to be fake. Maybe I was seeing things. Maybe it was a doppelgänger. But deep down, I knew the truth.

“Wow,” I said, my voice trembling as I lost it inside but kept it together for appearances. “He’s…definitely a catch.”

“Right?” Lily gushed, completely unaware of my turmoil as she placed her phone, still unlocked, on the table.

A phone on a manicurist's table | Source: Midjourney

A phone on a manicurist’s table | Source: Midjourney

I forced a laugh, but my mind was racing.

“Excuse me,” I said, standing abruptly. I grabbed her phone quickly when she wasn’t looking. “I need to use the restroom.”

Once inside, I splashed cold water on my face, trying to steady my breathing. Adam. My Adam. Cheating with Lily? I felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me. But as the shock subsided, another emotion took its place: fury.

I wasn’t going to let this slide. I started plotting, and my revenge was going to be served cold tonight at the hotel across the street.

An upset woman in the bathroom | Source: Midjourney

An upset woman in the bathroom | Source: Midjourney

I quickly saved Lily’s husband’s number on my phone, as he was a big part of my revenge.

After I finished my appointment with Lily, I called her husband and told him everything I knew about her affair with Adam. He was as shocked as I was and quickly on board with getting revenge that very night!

Before heading to the hotel together later that night, I insisted we stop at the hardware store. James trailed behind me as I loaded our cart with cans of unwashable paint.

A woman with paint cans | Source: Midjourney

A woman with paint cans | Source: Midjourney

“What’s this for?” he asked, still trying to make sense of my erratic behavior.

“I figured we could mark the cheaters with it. You’ll see,” I said curtly.

When we arrived at the hotel, James and I stood outside the hotel with our “props,” ready to make the “couple’s” meeting unforgettable.

“Are we seriously doing this?” James asked.

“Watch me,” I said with determination as I marched straight through the hotel’s doors, paint cans in hand!

An upset woman outside a hotel with paint cans | Source: Midjourney

An upset woman outside a hotel with paint cans | Source: Midjourney

When I flung open the doors, I expected to catch Adam and Lily red-handed. But instead, I found myself face-to-face with an entrance full of balloons, streamers, and a massive banner that read: “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY LOVE!”

My jaw dropped. Standing in the middle of the room were Lily and Adam, grinning like a pair of mischievous kids. Behind them were my parents, my sister, and a handful of close friends!

“Surprise!” everyone yelled.

People at a surprise party | Source: Midjourney

People at a surprise party | Source: Midjourney

I stood frozen, the paint cans slipping from my hands. “What…is this?” I stammered.

Adam stepped forward, his dimples on full display.

“It’s your birthday party, sweetheart! We wanted to do something special for you seeing as you ALWAYS forget your birthday.”

“Wait,” I said, my brain struggling to catch up. “So…you’re not cheating?”

Adam laughed, pulling me into a hug.

“Of course not. Lily, James, and I have been planning this for weeks!”

A man at a party | Source: Midjourney

A man at a party | Source: Midjourney

James smiled, and that’s when I finally noticed that he’d joined the others. He stood embracing his wife as Lily chimed in, “You should’ve seen your face! Priceless!”

I burst into tears, overwhelmed with relief and embarrassment. “I thought…”

Adam cupped my face, wiping away my tears.

“I know, and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gone that far with the plan. I thought you’d pick up what was happening when I booked your manicurist appointment, but you have to admit, this was worth it.”

It was…

A happy man | Source: Midjourney

A happy man | Source: Midjourney

The party was a smashing success, filled with laughter, cake, and heartfelt toasts! By the time we left the hotel the next morning, I felt like the luckiest woman in the world, albeit a little foolish for my earlier assumptions.

As we approached Adam’s car in the parking lot, we saw “CHEATER!!!!” scrawled across the windshield in bright red lipstick.

I groaned, covering my face. “I am so, so sorry.”

An embarrassed woman | Source: Midjourney

An embarrassed woman | Source: Midjourney

Adam just laughed.

“It’s washable, right? Besides, it’s a good story to tell our kids one day!”

As we cleaned the car together, I couldn’t help but laugh too. If nothing else, this would be a birthday I’d never forget!

A couple outside by a car | Source: Midjourney

A couple outside by a car | Source: Midjourney

Sadly, Adam’s wife isn’t the only woman to suspect her husband of cheating. Click here to read about a wife who believed her husband was cheating with their son’s fiancee only to discover a much harder truth.

This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

The author and publisher make no claims to the accuracy of events or the portrayal of characters and are not liable for any misinterpretation. This story is provided “as is,” and any opinions expressed are those of the characters and do not reflect the views of the author or publisher.

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