I Bought Medicine and Cooked Meals for My Elderly Neighbor for 9 Years – After His Funeral, I Received a Letter from Him

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Two weeks before Lawrence died, I brought him beef stew and found Scrabble waiting on the table.

“You cheat with fake words,” I said.

“I win with legal ones.”

He beat me by 23 points, and I threatened to stop bringing stew.

“You wouldn’t,” he said.

“No,” I admitted. “I wouldn’t.”

That was our last full evening together.

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A few days later, Lawrence died peacefully continue reading …