Have you ever wondered how age changes the way people treat you? 73-year-old Margaret’s heart broke when her neighbor accused her of disturbing his peace with her “stomping” around with her walking stick and called the cops on her. Her daughter’s fierce response brought tears to Margaret’s eyes.
My name is Margaret, and at 73 years old, I still take pride in taking care of myself. Sure, I might need my trusty cane to get around these days, but that doesn’t stop me from living a full life. This apartment, filled with memories of my late husband George, is my haven. Five years had passed since he was gone, yet his presence lingered in every corner…
Lately, though, a new wrinkle has shown up in my life, and it goes by the name of Arnold, my downstairs neighbor. This young fella, can’t be a day over 37, seems to have a vendetta against my trusty walking stick.
Every so often, he’ll come storming up to my door, face red and voice booming, accusing me of “stomping around” and keeping him awake all night.
The first time it happened, I was bewildered. “It’s just my cane, dear,” I tried to explain, my voice shaky. “I can’t exactly walk on air, can I?”
His response was like a slap in the face.
