Could be morning, or early evening.
There will be a slight knock on the door.
When opened, there will be Barbara....with a bag of fruit or a casserole for dinner or some cottage cheese her husband didn't like because it was a new brand.
One Saturday morning, when Barbara brought over a bag of fruit, my two grandsons were sitting on the floor playing with magnets. I introduced them to Barbara, told them how Barbara often brought food over, and Miles said,
"I wish I had a neighbor like Barbara."
The world would be a better place if we all had (or if we were) neighbors like Barbara.
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