He didn’t just empty the can and leave. Curious, I approached the elderly woman sitting on her porch.
She smiled softly. “That man? He’s been doing that for me every week,” she said. “Since my husband passed, I can’t bring it back myself.”
I glanced back at him, feeling something heavy settle in my chest.
But then I noticed… he wasn’t heading back to the truck right away. He just stood there, staring at the house.
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