There once lived a man at a mildy inhabited area in the remote part of Gatineau City, he was a strange man.
He was known by the name, "Adrian" by the only few who tried to know him.
Adrian lived in a secluded thatched cottage, some few yards from other neighbouring houses, he never married nor had any child. He lived alone and lonely but he seemed strong and undisturbed. Only fewer people got to know as be barely stayed around, he's known to often attend work, one can hardly tell where he worked.
Adrian, in his mid 30s led a secluded life of his own, he never had a visitor nor a friend for he was always eager to work and seemed to derive joy from it.
He each day's work, Adrian would boil enough eggs for himself and eat, drink some wine and retire calmly to bed.
But then, there was something about him people could'nt phantom, he had no vehicle (for he always trekked) nor any form of physical wealth but wherever he goes, good things follow, people starts experiencing unexplanable fortune around him.
So was the people around him, they never worried to know but they experienced unexplanable fortune when he joined they neighbourhood, they had their bills and major expenses carterred by a certain mogul they never even met, he was called Jaffer, some claimed they have seen him but none could explain who he really is and why he helped them, they just continued with their fortune anyways, perhaps, one day they would meet him, his full name was Matt Jaffer, as they said.
Of course, they did later meet him but who was he?
On a cold Friday eve, Adrian walked down from a street on a way leading from his workplace, his colleagues wondered why he would chose to walk always being among the rich and a principal stakeholder in the company, yet he never bought a car.
Adrian walked down the road hurrying to escape the rather cold weather then a garbage truck whose drive was rather careless bumped into his way hitting him at the same time, he fell and lost consciousness at the spot, there was a huge bang and those who witness it by chance dialled the city ambulance.
Adrian was quickly taken to a medical hospital where he was resuscitated. Only few who heard about the sad incident in the neighbourhood paid him a visit.
He was very weak, his strength was hastely failing him, he gathered a few strength and motioned on the medical doctor to come close, he told him when he was close, "I want to see those from my neighbourhood" it was granted him without hesitation for they needed him to get healed and comfortable.
There they stood around him like a family, they could see feel the pains battle with the small droplets of tears in his eyes, just as the wondered why he had asked to see them, he motioned on the Doctor again and asked for a pen and a piece of a wooden material then he wrote on it "I am Jaffer Matt Adrian," "I never had a family, they all died in a ghastly car accident," "thanks for being with me this little time."
"Oh!" They screamed, they could'nt believe it, they awed, seeing the pains in his eyes they wished they could love him more but he gave back the pen, rested his back on the bed, he breathed his last.
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