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“What are you selling?” The woman’s trembling hand held the door open only a crack. “Nothing, ma’am. I just came over to introduce myself. My name’s Lance Bauer – your new neighbour. If you and your husband need any help with repairs or have any other emergencies, let me know.” “I live alone.” Something in this kind stranger’s green eyes made her feel safe to tell him that and to open the door wider. “My name is Ethel Carrington.” He smiled at her. If anyone fit the description of a sweet, little old lady, this was she. The top of her head barely grazed his elbow. Somewhere behind the bifocals and frosted silver hair, he saw a petite beauty. She must have had fellows lining up, begging for a date. “Is there anything you need help with now?”
