“The total comes to $102.91. ” said the checker. I didn't bat an eye. The pen ran over that blank check faster than I could legibly write. It didn't matter that the mortgage was due soon or that I really didn't have the extra hundred dollars to spend. Nothing mattered besides seeing that this family had some food. I was amazed at my own intensity and the overwhelming motivation that compelled me to spend a hundred dollars on a total stranger. Yet， at the same time， I felt like the luckiest person in the world. To be able to give this man and his beloved companions a tiny bit of something of which I had so much opened the floodgates of gratitude in my own heart.
The icing on the cake was the look on Wayne's face when I returned with all the groceries. “Here are just a few things... ”I said as the dogs looked on with great anticipation. I wanted to avoid any awkwardness， so I hastily petted the dogs.
“Good luck to you，” I said and held out my hand.
“Thank you and God bless you； now I won’t have to sell my dogs.” His smile shone brightly in the deepening darkness.
It’s true that people are more complicated than animals， but sometimes they can be as easy to read. Wayne was a good person， someone who looked at a dog and saw family. In my book， a man like that deserves to be happy.
Later， on my way home， I purposely drove past that same corner. Wayne and the dogs were gone. But they have stayed for a long time in my heart and mind. Perhaps I will run into them again someday. I like to think that it all turned out well for them.
一個年輕人繞著拉斯維加斯市中心繁忙的街角踱來踱去，他表情絕望，一隻手舉著皺巴巴的紙板，上麵潦草地寫著：身無分文——需要狗食；另一隻手牽著狗鏈子。
狗鏈上拴著一隻不滿一歲的愛斯基摩小狗，離他們不遠的燈柱上，係著一隻大些的相同品種的狗。嚴冬將至，它在凜冽的寒風中嚎叫著，那悲慘的叫聲數裏外都能聽見，它似乎知道自己的命運。它的身旁立著一個牌子，寫著“待售”的字樣。