The Beggar

The Beggar by Donald Carugati (a Short Story Contest entry)

Daily, I commuted by train to my office in Newark. Standing near the station was a young man begging. He seemed friendly, jovial and talkative. During the next several weeks I would donate my spare change and sometimes an occasional dollar. Then one day no beggar. What happened? A month later at a busy intersection we recognized each other. He shouted hey dude, thank you I got a job.