Joe was driving home on a road one evening. He just lost his job. It was winter and it was very cold, just like his feelings.
An old lady with a car was standing on one side of the road. She needed help, but no one stopped to help her. Joe stopped in front of her and got out of the car. The old lady looked very worried. Even when he put a smile on his face, the lady still looked worried. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe, and he looked poor and hungry.
Joe knew how she felt. He said, "I'm here to help you, madam. Why don't you wait in my car? By the way, my name is Joe."
The lady thought for a while and then went into his car. There was something wrong with her car. Joe went under her car to repair it. It took him a long time to repair the car. He got dirty and his hands hurt. Then the lady told him her name was Mercedes. She asked Joe how much she should pay for his help.
Joe never thought about getting money. This wasn't a job to him. This was helping someone in need. He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person help.
