Wednesday, January 9, 2013

The Coat


The wool coat appeared one day, hanging on the coat rack near the door.  The receptionist asked everyone in the office if they knew where it came from.  Everyone denied knowing.  She checked the appointments for the last week for possible owners and made phone calls.

Everyone denied owning a coat like that and for several weeks it hung there unclaimed.

One winter day the receptionist glanced outside to see a young woman standing in the entryway shivering coatless in the cold.  She got up from her desk, took the coat down and gave it to the woman in need.

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