“I can cure you,” said the homeless girl to the sick millionaire. What happened next shocked the entire family.
The old wooden bench groaned slightly as Richard Delaqua sank onto it, his shoulders slumped and head bowed low. The sunflower in his trembling hand slipped to the worn wood beside him, unnoticed.
Once a mighty real estate tycoon worth hundreds of millions, Richard looked nothing like the man he used to be. His sharp blue suit hung loose on a frame thinned by illness. His hair, once full and dark, was now streaked with gray. The stubble on his face was rough and uneven.
For weeks now, Richard had wandered these streets—not the polished avenues of the business world he once ruled, but the forgotten parts of the city, where cracks lined the pavement and shadows lingered in corners. His mind echoed with the…..Read Full Story Here………………..
