I Brought Groceries to My Elderly Neighbor Every Sunday for Twelve Years. After His Funeral, His Lawyer Handed Me a Suitcase I Never Expected.
He looked around the living room, taking in the tables, the books, and the older guests talking near the fireplace.
“He would have hated the new light fixtures,” he said.
“Absolutely.”
For a moment we both smiled.
Richard placed the paper bag on the table.
Inside was a dented metal coffee scoop from Sterling Hardware.
“He used this at home when I was little,” he explained.
“I found it in a box he sent me years ago.