Although we’ve never met, they trust me to be “a good, honest and reliable person” and seek my trust in return. They also prayed and sensed divine direction before contacting me.
Rosemary’s late father was a wealthy gold and diamond dealer in Sierra Leone who was poisoned by a business associate. She wants me to have 20 percent of the more than $18 million dollars her father left in a secret bank account.
James, a 58-year-old widower suffering from brain cancer, wants me to have the same percentage of his more than $10 million dollars being held in the Ivory Coast. His email assured that he is a “true Christian.”
Getting this money into my hands is his last wish. Such generosity astounds me.
Unbelievably, Rosemary and James are not alone. Such opportunities come often.
Yet, week after week, I keep deleting these offers — even after taking my daughter to the orthodontist and hearing the price of braces.
But money is not everything. Just the nice things they say about me in their emails make me feel special. I’m sure they would not send such sweet words and offers of easy wealth to just anyone.