[This is the story of an old man and a young woman... just read it, and don’t jump to conclusions...] A new neighbor moved in just last month a few doors down the street...she looked tired, and still moved many boxes all by herself... Maybe she’s all alone...I should introduce myself and ask if she’d need any help - be nice to have a friend at last... No one else wants to talk to me “Too busy” they always say...and mumble “Weird old man...” under their breath as they rush off