Chapter 30 My Neighbor Needs Help

• It was a Saturday morning.
• I was leaving the apartment. It was around 10:30. I was about to open the door to the entrance hall when I saw the neighbor on the 3rd floor in the hall with three boxes at her feet. I had known this lady for many years but our professional schedules rarely allowed us to meet. I sometimes greet her in the morning when she leaves for work. Her outfits are always impeccable, generally skirt suits, hairstyle adjusted to the millimeter. The middle-class girl from the neighborhood after all. Except this morning, I was perplexed when I saw her in the hall dressed in a simple bathrobe. I greeted her and sensing her distress, I offered her help.
• -You are adorable sir. Indeed, I am very annoyed with these boxes that the postman delivered to me. They are not very heavy but bulky! There are only clothes inside. Would you like to help me assemble them at home?