There once was an old woman who''s son had a disability, she made a living by selling woven rugs in the yet they lived comfortably. The old woman''s health started getting worse. For years, the old woman had supported herself and city marketplace, but the neighbors whispered that didn''t bring in enough for the two to live as they did. After the mother''s condition started to decline, much of their funds started to dwindle due to doctor fees and a general lack of income. The son felt responsible so he started looking for a place to work at.This was difficult for him, since his condition meant that he could not walk for long and had to support himself with a cane. His general movement ability was already restricting his job choices, but the fact that he had not invested in enough time other fields other than weaving had severely limited his job search. One day while looking for a place to work he noticed an old man standing near a shop. The old man wore a bowler hat and a trim grey suit with a gold watch chain draped neatly over the front pocket, and as the young man approached, he looked up from inspecting the wares in the shop window and fixed him with a clear, sharp gaze "What a strange young man we have here, eh?" said the old man. "Why, even a man my age doesn''t need a cane like you". The boy stayed silent at the old man''s words, The old man looked at him up and down, then smiled slightly. "Even so, you have something plenty of other men do not.If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.