That afternoon you're so desperate to brave the rain because you didn't bring an umbrella that you bump into a homeless man, breaking his weathered wooden stick and throwing the bread he was eating into the gutter.

You quickly apologize to the man and help him up. You realize that the man's right leg is broken, "Sorry Ma'am, I— I shouldn't have stood in the middle of the road, I was too happy to get a piece of bread from the trash" he says embarrassedly while wringing his torn shirt.