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

Her usual stern expression softened even more, and when she finally spoke, her voice had a hint of sadness in it.

“I’m sorry for earlier,” she said. “I wasn’t mad at you, Kevin. It’s just… Halloween is hard for me. I don’t have any kids or grandkids, and seeing everyone else celebrate just reminds me of how alone I am.”

Kevin’s heart sank. He had never thought of it that way before. “But you don’t have to be alone,” he said, turning to face her.

“You can still enjoy it with the rest of us. We’d be happy to have you join in.”

Mrs. Kimbly gave a small, sad smile, her eyes glistening with emotion.

“You’re right, Kevin. I’ve let my loneliness get the best of me for too long.” She reached over and gently patted his hand, a rare gesture of kindness from her.

“Thank you for what you did today. And I’m sorry about your pumpkin. I shouldn’t have smashed it.”

Kevin smiled, his heart warming at her words. “It’s okay,” he said. “I have another one at home. I’ll bring it over, and we can carve it together.”

Mrs. Kimbly chuckled softly, something Kevin hadn’t heard before. As she watched him dash off to get the pumpkin, for the first time in years, she felt the warmth of Halloween again, all thanks to the kindness of one determined boy.