Boy Decorated A Home And Saves The Holiday For A Lonely Old Woman

Mrs. Kimbly’s eyes narrowed even more if that was possible.

“I didn’t forget,” she snapped. “I don’t need any decorations, and I don’t need help. Now, go away.” She moved to close the door.

“I could do it for free!” he blurted out quickly.

“You wouldn’t even have to lift a finger.”

Mrs. Kimbly scowled. “No!” she barked before slamming the door shut with a loud bang.

Kevin couldn’t believe it. How could someone hate Halloween so much?

He knew if her house stayed undecorated, the other kids might target it for pranks, like throwing toilet paper all over her yard.

Kevin sighed and turned to leave, but as he walked away, a plan began to form in his mind.

When Kevin got home, he found his mom, Sarah, in the kitchen, busy stirring a pot of soup. The comforting smell of chicken broth filled the air, but Kevin barely noticed.

His mind was still buzzing with thoughts about Mrs. Kimbly’s dark, undecorated house.

“Mom, something weird happened,” Kevin said, sitting at the kitchen table. Sarah turned toward him, wiping her hands on a towel.

“What is it, sweetheart?” she asked, giving him her full attention.

Kevin quickly explained how Mrs. Kimbly’s house was the only one on the street without Halloween decorations, and how she had slammed the door in his face when he offered to help.

But when he mentioned Mrs. Kimbly’s name, Sarah’s expression changed. Her face softened, and a distant look clouded her eyes.

“Maybe it’s best to leave her alone,” Sarah suggested gently.

“She’s probably going through something we don’t understand. People can have reasons for doing things we might not know about.”