The past always comes
Steve is a great man, maybe a bit of a simpleton, or what he do, he really enjoy it and it filled him. He was always so willing to help with everything, polite and hardworking man, maybe too much. I felt very guilty when I asked him about to look after my baby. However, Steve agreed. Well, of course, that he has agreed ... His benevolent heart could perhaps could not refuse.
But then things get a little complicated, and suddenly some man walked into the store. He had a green jacket, a flannel shirt, jeans and walking boots. He looked quite dangerous, and poor Steve gave him a bittersweet smile. He studied him as if nothing else existed than he, and I knew that the man didn't come to buy anything. He came to Steve.
While the two talked together, from what they said, I heard only a few words: I failed ... all ended badly ... human dignity ... another manslaughter... does you go too... ok. I never think about the past of kind man, whom I knew. I never thought that Steve may not be always so good as he is today. The stranger was evidently his former friend and teammate, the two talked about the deaths nearby, because what else could apply to "another manslaughter"? According to what I heard, probably they worked together before. Apparently they were policemen or something like that, but something went wrong and Steve changed the profession. I hadn't realized that Steve's goodness and compassion toward others can come from a lot of pain.
So I was a little worried when I saw him this afternoon go away with his friend. I worried that he will go away with this man and I never see him again, but it never happened because Steve always keeps his word. Although the date didn't work out very well and my baby got a fever, I was glad, because it didn't not matter whom Steve used to be and what he had to go through. The important thing was just that now he is an angel.