Just a glance at the portrait told Lindsey that he must have been a dashing man in his younger days.

“Ma’am…” Lindsey softly called out.

The elderly lady turned, meeting Lindsey’s sorrowful gaze.

She approached a nearby table, retrieved two oranges, and placed them in front of the portrait.

“My husband’s favorite food was oranges.

” While speaking, she ran her dry hand over the old man’s face in the portrait.

“Darling, I felt quite fortunate today to have met a young lady.

She fetched these oranges for me, or else you might have missed them.

“Ma’am… Do you live here by yourself now?” Lindsey asked gently.

“Yes.

It’s just me since my husband passed away.

“Where are your children?”

The elderly lady gave Lindsey a smile.

have

initially taken aback but quickly

there anything else

asked, “Nowadays, young people fear being

worry

Lindsey shook her head.

think it

you fall to the ground, my instincts kicked in, and

stories about some older man pretending to fall for shady reasons that some people have

get where

face lit up with

meet someone as kind and understanding as

What’s your name?”

“Lindsey Stewart.

Stewart…” The elderly lady stood there, her eyes

around, muttering to herself for a

back, examining Lindsey again, her grin growing

on me?” Lindsey asked, puzzled by

“Not at all.

a lovely

warm and friendly smile, the elderly woman

about sticking around for lunch? Consider it my way

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255