A lonely elderly woman gave alms to a little beggar who was collecting money for her mother's treatment. When the woman touched her hair, she was stunned and shocked

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Mrs.Langham turned on the light to let them know she was awake. Maybe that would quiet them down? Although why should they stop? He knew, scoundrel, that there was a lonely elderly woman living in the house. What can she do except shout at him in a stern voice? Maybe she should change her residence... But she loved this little house so much. The only valuable thing that her son left to her! He saved money, which he earned through hard work at the construction site, and bought her this house.
Before that, they lived together in a two-room apartment in a not very comfortable neighborhood on the fifth floor without an elevator. So Bill thought of buying her a house. He knew that his mother always wanted to live closer to nature, to grow flowers, maybe some greenery, and berries. And he chose a beautiful, cozy house in a large, well-maintained village of urban type. It was a quiet, peaceful place. Her neighbors were all great people. The house was small but cozy. In one word, there was everything for a happy and joyful life!
Unfortunately, that joy disappeared from Mrs.Langham's life together with Bill, her only son. It was a car accident on a slippery road. Bill, the driver of the cab that took him and the perpetrator of the accident, died in that horrible accident. 8 years have passed since then! Mrs.Langham was happy in the new house for six months only, and then there was no time for joy!
Now she got used to living with her misfortune quietly and privately. But a month ago, her solitude ended. Her neighbors, a very elderly couple, died one after another. Their children did not want to live in the country, it's not the young people's style. They had work and business in the city, so they sold their parents' house. But the new owners didn't live there. They just rented it out to a young guy. Or maybe it was their relative; nobody ever figured it out.
And so the young man started living life to the fullest! And to poison the lives of everyone around him, first of all to Mrs.Langham, his nearest neighbor.
At first, he seemed like a decent guy. He visited Mrs.Langham. "Hello, I'm Roger, your new neighbor."
At that very first time, Mrs.Langham noticed that he didn't look at her; he was looking around the yard with his eyes, almost sniffing everything.
"Oh, what a beautiful flowerbed you have! Would you mind giving me some flowers to sprout?"
It was clear to Mrs.Langham that he was not a gardener at all, but it seemed uncomfortable to push him away. So she talked to him nicely, introduced herself, and promised to help.
Meanwhile, he was so polite and obliging, ""By the way, if you need help, feel free to contact me. Maybe you need something dug or repaired, I'm always happy to help,"
But it did not hide from Mrs.Langham that at these words the neighbor's eyes ran strangely, like the eyes of a thief at the Fair.
"God forbid such helpers!" Mrs.Langham Mikhailovna immediately thought to herself.
And then problems began, from which she didn't know how to save herself. She could even get used to the rumbling and noise that was constantly coming from his plot! But why did he keep prowling around her property with his guests or friends? Did he really think that after a simple acquaintance, he was his own man in her house and yard?

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