Today, as I was walking in to open up my shop, someone came in and asked me for a few dollars. It looked as if they weren’t poor, that they were just asking random strangers for money.

Being as though I hadn’t brought my wallet with me to work, I kindly declined his want and I told him that I didn’t have my wallet.

Later that same day, the man came into my shop once again. He was looking around for a souvenir, from what I could see, so I went up to ask him if he had gotten some borrowed money. As he turned to look at me, I realized that he had been giving me a strange look.

He responded with a question of who I was and what I wanted. I asked him again. “Did you get the money you were looking for.” Before I could finish my sentence, I heard a voice from behind me.

To my astonishment, it is the man from before. He kindly thanks me and tells me he received the money and explained to me that the man I was talking to before was his twin brother. It’s a small world after all.