A grandmother and her grandson lived across the hall from me.The old woman was notorious for taking anything she could get for free.On the very first day after I moved in, several expensive delivery boxes I'd left outside my door disappeared.I later spotted her at the recycling center downstairs.She was happily counting the few dollars she'd earned by selling my boxes.Whenever I ordered takeout and accidentally left an extra side dish hanging from the doorknob, it would end up in her stomach if I waited even one minute.She even stole two air-freshener sachets from the cabinet by my front door.I usually ignored it.After all, she was raising her five-year-old grandson, Toby, alone.Toby was painfully thin, and his clothes were always faded from too many washes.Whenever he saw me, he timidly called me Ryan.I couldn't help feeling sorry for him.Sometimes, when I bought cherries or premium grapes at the grocery store, I'd bring a box to their apartment.When I went d
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