Fluorescent lights buzzed inside the quiet roadside gas station. A tired man in a dirty jacket walked up to the counter holding a lottery ticket. The clerk smirked. “That ticket won’t save ya.”
The man placed it down. “It might save someone else.”
The clerk scanned it anyway. The machine beeped loudly. His face changed instantly. “Jackpot…”
The man in the black jacket behind him stared in disbelief. The winner looked down at the ticket, voice low. “Then my sister gets one more chance.”
He had won big, but his mind was already on the person who needed it most. The greedy eyes around him slowly turned to respect in the cold night light.