It was 11:00 pm and raining heavily outside. A woman put her hands on her womb and cried desperately. A man was sitting next to her and told her to calm.
“Tom. I don’t think I can hold on any longer. Where’s the car? Is it yet to come?”
“Rosy, please hold on a bit. The car is about to come in any minute. I am with you, ok?”
“Tom, the car is here. Quick, quick. The water has broken. We don’t have much time," the mother of the women yelled.
Fortunately, they made it to hospital. When the clock hit 12:00 am, a crying of a baby crawled out from the operation room. It’s a boy!
“There’s one left, sir!” The nurse whispered.
At 12:01 am, another baby boy came out of his mama’s womb: one minute younger than his brother, but one day behind his brother.
Tom and Rosy gave the names to their two sons according to the days they were born, one on Saturday and one on Sunday. The elder one named Seth, the younger one named Eric. Seth was born with a gift : he always wins the lottery, wins the girls and wins everything from Eric. Eric is a quiet, patient, and kind boy, never wants to have the things his brother want.
Their parents died in a car crash just before they graduated from high school. Seth chose to chase after money instead of going to university. He spent most of his time gambling, hooking up with girls, and drinking liquor. He collected a decent amount of money. All his friends stayed close to him for money. He barely called his brother. He thought he was the happiest man in life. Why not? He had everything, unlike his little nerd brother.
Eric found his brother to be quite pitiful. He married his girlfriend after 4 years he graduated from the university. He called his brother twice a week, but he found Seth never wanted to talk to him. He picked up the phone and said goodbye with a non-sober voice and hung up on him.
Years passed. Eric was reading a newspaper and saw an article written about his brother getting killed by a bunch of guys he called friends. They took all his money.
Eric threw the newspaper away and cried. All the memories of his brother came up in his mind. He fell on the couch and thought about his brother all day long. He couldn’t even talk to his wife or eat dinner.
“Daddy, what’s wrong?” His five year old son asked. “Want me to show you something?” He continued.
He tried to smile at his son and nodded slowly. His son took a coin out of his pocket, made an O-shaped hole with his forefinger and thumb, put the coin on his thumb and tossed it in the air. He caught it before it fell to the floor and asked Eric, “Heads or tails, daddy?”