The Five-Minute Rule

“It couldn’t be a blizzard this late in March, thought the young man, but it seemed like one to him as he made his way across the snow encrusted lawn, pushing himself hard against the icy, howling wind. It was dark, it was cold, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to be there. But he didn’t have anywhere else to go. On one of the bleakest days of his life, he needed to talk with someone who wouldn’t just tell him he’d made some serious mistakes. He already knew that. What he needed was a friend, someone who would give him hope, but also someone wise enough to help him set a new course….”