Thief This guy slipped in when the maid had kept the door open for a couple of minutes- That was when, she who opened the door to leave- came back in to empty the pot and didn't bother to close- he surveyed the flat missing me in the heaps on the bed- not surprising... also scared of a violent end I learnt not to moan these days- He used something at the locks and opened the three bed rooms which always remain locked except when they come for a month once in a few years- I never knew what was there having never been in for the last so many years.. in fact I don't remember how these rooms look like though I spent all my life repaying the homeloan I took 55 years ago... he was getting restless I think out came thrown an old book which delivered a photograph three of them, I guess couldn't muster courage or strength to lift my head to see- must be those lovely kids- grandchildren of mine still in my eyes.. why did they not give these to me when I asked I don't know I think he opens wall units loft units were there some trolley-cases? he comes out open the fridge slams it shut that it reverberates for minutes, like I do- I don't know what he got he was having a backpack when he left.. My son, you are not a thief I know who the thieves are- the ones that steal all of you and took away the something in you which could sustain you- you are not a thief.. but, then, why do you have to do this? if for anything, do it for yourself keep aside a part for yourself too. How I wish I could give something too- in this house of mine all I have is this bed of mine and the food that comes paid for from the US after you left all I could think was what would happen hereafter?
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