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About three months ago as I was getting dinner ready for my husband and I, I got a phone call from one of my friends. I sat and chatted with her for a while as I prepared dinner. During our conversation, I asked how her son was doing and she told me that he was making his way through college but was running into a bit of a problem. He wanted to transfer for a semester to a better school, which would cost a bit more money for her. She was already working two jobs to pay for his education and I knew this would be rough on her but she was dedicated and wanted to see her son do well. The problem was she didn't know what he was going to do with his living situation. The school he was at now was close to home so he was able to drive back and forth. The school that he was going to be attending, was about 2 1/2 hours from their house and was actually closer to our house. I sat and listened to her as she vented to me. As she told me about it, I felt the need to help her since she was a very good friend to me. I told her that I had an idea, but needed to talk to my husband before making any decisions. She told me that she understood and I let her know that I would call her back as soon as I spoke to him. We chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Later that evening, as my husband and I enjoyed our dinner, I told him about my conversation with my friend earlier. I told the dilemma that she was in and mentioned that I wanted to help her out. He asked me what I had in mind and I suggested letting her son Daniel stay in our guest room since we didn't use it. At first he wasn't crazy about the ...

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