Except he looked completely different.
He was wearing clean jeans and a construction jacket. His beard was trimmed, and he looked stronger, healthier.
Beside him was a large cooler filled with sandwiches.
He was handing them out one by one.
“Turkey or ham?” he asked someone kindly.
“Turkey,” the man replied.
“Good choice,” he said with a smile.
I stood frozen.
Mr. Lang crossed his arms, speechless.
One of the homeless men laughed. “Man, you’re saving us out here!”
The former homeless man shrugged.
“Just trying to return the favor someone once gave me.”
Then he turned.
And saw me.
For a second his face lit up like he’d just found an old friend.
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