I Didn’t Think Much of the Young Man Visiting My Elderly Neighbor—Until I Walked Inside and Saw This

long messages, full of unnecessary detail, greetings, questions, reminders to wear a coat. She never once wrote something that clipped and impersonal.

I called again. No answer. A few minutes later, another text appeared.

I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.

Word for word, identical to the last one. Something about that didn’t sit right at all.