I paced around in my room - nervous, a little bit eager to get the news. A few days ago I sent a man to find something... someone I was looking for. It mattered me a lot and for another human being, it was even more important than myself.
Richard Oak this man was. He is the son of Joseph. There is no way I can repay him for his help and kindness. He does not want money or any of the material goods. I promised him to thank for his help and this is the best thing I can do for Joseph.