Joshua never imagined his life would lead him here. He had a family, a home, and a job he loved. Then a car accident took everything. He lost his wife, his job, and eventually, his home. Now, it was just him and Lucky, surviving the streets.
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One day, Joshua sifted through trash outside a café. The smell was awful, but he didn’t mind. Lucky sat by his side, hopeful. Joshua found a half-eaten sandwich—soggy, but food. Just as he was about to eat, the manager came out, scowling.
Joshua didn’t wait. He grabbed his bag and whistled. Lucky darted beside him. They ran fast, moving just ahead of trouble. They didn’t stop until they were two blocks away, panting and out of breath. Joshua leaned against a lamppost, holding out his empty cup. Nothing.