The Volunteer Work

Renata was happy to see new people volunteering for charity work. It was good that youngsters were getting involved in charity.

“You come here often?” asked Narciso after a minute of silence.

“Yes, this is my turf, you can say,” said Renata. “My friends and I always come here and help Father Paul.”

“Father Paul?” asked Narciso.

“That old man helping those homeless people, is Father Paul,” said Renata.

“Oh!”

“How did you hear about this soup kitchen?” asked Renata.

“Oh, the hotel at the corner, you know that, right? I work there. I saw this soup kitchen every day on my way home. So, this weekend I thought of coming here. Being in the service industry, makes me want to help people even more,” said Narciso. What Renata didn’t know was that every word out of his mouth was a lie.

“Wow! That’s nice.”

“You mentioned your friends. So, are you alone or did your friends come here too?” smiled Narciso.

“Oh, everyone’s here. All of my four friends are here, but I only see three of them h