A truck driver drove an elderly couple to a village. It turned out they were dead for five years

Victor had a good day today, with two days of long travel and the destination almost within his reach. In the evening, he unloaded the truck and went home. His boss had promised him a bonus for his emergency, and he needed the money. The only thing holding him back was the mortgage on their apartment.

Victor never intended to work as a truck driver. He earned a lot of money as a taxi driver. But when his wife Natasha became pregnant with twins, they had to take out a loan to buy a bigger apartment. Now they had to repay the interest to the bank, and the payments were high. He therefore had to retrain as a truck driver, much to the misfortune of his wife. Natasha had a bad feeling and didn’t want him to go anywhere. She was terrified for her safety, but Victor brushed aside her worries, confident that nothing bad could happen to her.

The trouble started as soon as Victor arrived at the garage. His partner was sick, so he had to go alone. At first he panicked, then calmed down. He had driven alone before, and although the route was crowded, it wasn’t the longest trip. He could sleep in his car near a roadside cafe for a night. At least he would be paid well and wouldn’t have to share the bonus with his partner. This time Victor went without a partner, and it was worth it. With only three hours on the road, he would soon deliver the cargo and quickly return home to reassure his nervous wife.

He often made fun of his luck in having a wife without a mother-in-law, but he now realized the importance of having a mother-in-law, especially considering his own great-aunt, who was unable to help him. He helped her instead, thinking fondly of her as he drove. She was always kind to him and her stories of resilience gave him strength during difficult times.

Suddenly, without warning, a confused elderly woman was standing in the road, ten feet away. Victor was shocked. The highway was fast and full of cars, and this woman decided to cross here. Frustrated, he got out of the truck to scold her. But when he approached her, he noticed that she had a guilty smile on her face. She didn’t want money, but instead wanted a ride home to her and her husband. They were looking for someone to drive them, but were having no luck. Victor saw the older man sitting on the side of the road and realized they needed help. The village they came from was far away and the older man was feeling ill due to a heart problem.

Victor hesitated, knowing that taking them home meant he wouldn’t be able to deliver the cargo in time to get a bonus. However, he couldn’t ignore the elderly couple in need. He decided to take the man home instead of going to the hospital. It was the right thing to do, even if it meant losing money and delaying his arrival.

This turned out to be a blessing in disguise. The couple, Anna and Marve, were grateful for Victor’s kind gesture. They invited him to spend the night with them, saving him from having to find a place to sleep on the highway. They spent a pleasant evening together, enjoying a delicious breakfast in the morning before Victor continued on his way. He promised to visit his great-aunt and thought fondly of Anna and Marve as he headed to the warehouse.

But when Victor arrived at the warehouse, he was met with chaos. A gasoline truck had exploded the previous evening, destroying all the nearby warehouses. Victor felt anger and frustration as he slammed his fist on the steering wheel. He froze when he realized the timing. If he hadn’t gone out of his way to help Anna and Marve, he would have been at the warehouse unloading the cargo when the explosion happened. It was a sobering realization, and he couldn’t help but feel grateful to the elderly couple who had unknowingly saved his life.

With another reason to visit them, Victor went to their home in the village. However, he was disappointed. The house was abandoned, overgrown with weeds and boarded up. Confused and unsure of what was happening, Victor looked out the kitchen window. There he found his box of cigarettes and a silver lighter that he had left behind. This confirmed that he was present in this house yesterday. He didn’t understand the situation but rushed to his truck. The place seemed strange and there was an urgent need to escape.

As Victor drove down the country road, troubled thoughts consumed him. He saw a cyclist and decided to ask for clarification. The man confirmed that the elderly people he helped were indeed Anna and Marve. Shocked, Victor asked where the couple was, only to learn that they had been dead for five years. They were killed by a drunk driver while returning from the market. Their adopted daughter had struggled to cope with her grief and left the village without informing anyone of her destination.

This realization struck Victor, and he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. There was no denying the connection between the elderly couple he had met and his own wife’s parents. He headed towards the cemetery, unable to understand why he felt compelled to find their graves. He stood before two iron crosses, each decorated with familiar images. The faces were slightly younger versions of Anna and Marve. Their last name was Knish, the same as Natasha’s maiden name. The truth sent shivers down Victor’s spine.

Finally, Victor walked home slowly, lost in thought. He wanted to ask Natasha about her deceased parents and planned to go to the cemetery again to pay her respects. This experience had shaken him deeply, making him aware of the fragility of life and the importance of honoring those who had saved him.

An unexpected decision

Victor’s journey had been strewn with detours and unexpected revelations. He thought back to when he met Anna and Marve. Their sincere smiles and warm gratitude remained engraved in his memory. He couldn’t believe he’d been given a chance to connect with them, even in such an inexplicable way.

At home, Natasha noticed her husband’s unusually calm attitude. “Victor, is everything okay?” » she asked, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. He hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to explain what had happened. Finally, he decided to tell her everything. As he recounted the events, Natasha’s eyes filled with tears. She hadn’t talked much about her parents since their deaths, but hearing Victor’s story brought back memories she had tried to bury.

“They saved you,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Even after all these years, they still look out for us. »

Victor nodded, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. “I don’t know how or why it happened, but I’m glad I met them. This is why I am here today.

The couple decided to visit the cemetery together the next day. Natasha brought flowers and Victor carried a small photo of Anna and Marve that he had found in one of Natasha’s old albums. Standing in front of their graves, they both felt a sense of peace. Natasha spoke softly, sharing her gratitude and love for her parents. Victor remained silent, thinking about how their lives had connected in such a miraculous way.

A new perspective

This experience changed Victor’s outlook on life. He realized the importance of family and the sacrifices people make for their loved ones. He decided to spend more time with Natasha and their twins, prioritizing their happiness over financial gains. Mortgage payments would take longer, but Victor knew it was a small price to pay for the time he could now spend with his family.

Victor also made it a point to visit his great-aunt more often. Her stories of resilience and strength resonated with him even more now. He shared his own story with her and she listened attentively, offering him words of wisdom and encouragement.

Life went on, but Victor carried with him the memory of Anna and Marve. He often thought about the mysterious circumstances of their meeting and the lessons he had learned. It was a story he would one day share with his children, teaching them the value of kindness, gratitude, and the inexplicable bonds that bind us all.

Victor’s trip was more than just a trip on the highway; it was a journey of self-discovery, love, and the enduring power of family. And although the path ahead was uncertain, he knew he would face it with renewed strength and determination, guided by the memory of those who had saved him.