He was so ashamed that he wanted to cry. He had never even wept in front of his own sheep.
But the marketplace was empty, and he was far from home, so he wept.
He wept because God was unfair, and because this was the way God repaid those who believed in their dreams.
When I had my sheep, I was happy, and I made those around me happy.
People saw me coming and welcomed me, he thought. But now I’m sad and alone.
I’m going to become bitter and distrustful of people because one person betrayed me.
I’m going to hate those who have found their treasure because I never found mine.
And I’m going to hold on to what little I have, because I’m too insignificant to conquer the world.
He opened his pouch to see what was left of his possessions; maybe there was a bit left of the sandwich he had eaten on the ship.
But all he found was the heavy book, his jacket, and the two stones the old man had given him.
As he looked at the stones, he felt relieved for some reason.
He had exchanged six sheep for two precious stones that had been taken from a gold breastplate. He could sell the stones and buy a return ticket.
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