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Night Visitor

A knock came from the other side of the door as we prepaed to go to sleep.

I opened the door, and a fast-talking, short, fat, Russian woman was on the other side. “HelloIamyournewneighborIjustmovedinafewweeksagoandIhaveseenyouaround” she began.

A short conversation rapidly established the following

  • She had a young baby who needed prescription medicine
  • She had a restraining order against husband
  • She had a steady job as a technician
  • She believed in/had been taught about/ and loved Jesus.
  • She needed cash. $40, if at all possible. She could pay us back on Wednesday。

“Do you live in our building?” I asked.
“Notheonenextdoordownthestreet” she responded.

“Who manages your building?” I asked.
“IdontknowmygroupofRussiansfoundthisapartmentforme” she answered.

I was in a generous mood, so I agreed. “Just bring me a photo ID like a driver’s license, and show me where you live” I said, and I would write her a check. “Okayokaythankyou” said the short, fat, Russian woman. “Iwillcomerightbackwiththerentralagreement.”

She never did. I regretted not getting a picture.