Here’s what happened last week. I walked down to my neighborhood McDonalds and bought my morning coffee and a bag of chicken nuggets. On my way out, I met my friend, and offered him a few nuggets, and I saw a homeless person sitting outside, and offered him some more.

Later that afternoon, I visited a nearby Barnes & Noble, and bought a paperback fiction by my favorite author. My brother asked if I can lend him that book for a couple of days to read, because he also is a big fan of the author as I am.

I did, and he brought back the book later as promised. He said he enjoyed the book immensely, and that storyline will stay with him forever. Speaking of ardent literature fans, my brother is definitely one.

But now I am sitting in my room, waiting for legal letters from McD and B&M, incriminating me of piracy. /s