So, Ear me out...

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When I was younger (15), my dad used to work at a themed park, with aligators and snakes and whatever. And as per usual, on week-end I use to go with him, to help him out (yea, cheap excuse to be riding roller coasters and petting gators all day, I know ) at the end of the day, whe did everday the same damn thing, and that day, no changes to that: we load the truck, we stop ate this small local shop for some dinner groceries and we go home.. Same path, same road, same everything...
It was starting to rain, and has we make our way home, we see this old lady with so many groceries bags and my dad started to slow down to ask her, if maybe she wanted some help and has he stops and rolls down his window, she fell ! She was around 70 ish I think. My dad doesn't flinch, parks the truck and goes out telling to stay put, cuz its a big road and very heavy traffic..
So he gots out of the truck, goes to her, help this poor lady getting up, she was all full of mud, (I remeber the face, what she was wearing and those paper bags so well) Takes her by an arm and tge groceries by the other and I see she is pointing up front to a little white house maybe 30/40 meters away from where they were and I Look at my dad, and I see him kinda nodding and then off they go. I thought nothing of it, ( i was just sad because this poor lady did have anyone to help her) After maybe 5 minutes my dad cames back ... And we went home and tell this story to our family without thinking much of it.

(continues...)

Part II

Few days passed, and a big argument eropes between my parents : DAD LOSTE HIS RING, how?
he doesn't remeber until a few weeks, WEEKS (not years, not months, WEEKS) later,
and he came home big smile on his face, telling mom he found it.
And she asked "where was it then?" and he turns to me with such an awkard smile and he says:
"Remember that old lady with the groceries we helped? " "yeahhhhh, poor lady :(" I said
he goes: "When I helped her get inside I asked if I could go to the bathroom so i could wash my hands and arms because they were full of mud,
and as is per my habit, I took out the ring, but forgot to put it back. And I was at work when suddenly I remeber this and ate the end of the day passed by and just
took it back "
But he was so weird while explainig this.. BUT WE THOUGHT NOTHING OF IT !

Until I was with my boyfriend 2/3 days later,
and we were going to see my dad at his workplace,
and passed that exact same road we did every single week,
so as I was telling the story of that lady to my boyfriend,
we were getting near her house, and my bf asked if we wanted to quick stop and say hi,
see if she needed anything "what a great idea" I said..

Dude, I kid you not, we arrived in front of this house,
it was destroyed. But not destroyed recently, it was in ruins.
There were trees and bushes inside the house growing everywhere, there was no more roof.
the walls, most of them had fallen, and has we dig in, we see the bathroom, and the only thing inside,
but half destroyed was the sink...
We were so shocked! first I thought being at the wrong house,
and then I remembered I've alawys seen that house there...
So I knew for sure it was the same house..

(continues..)

Part III

Of course, later that day, I asked my father what had happenned when he retrived the ring...
And he just told me "I don't know darling, but my ring was on that sink and I guarantee you, that house was impeccable when I went inside.."
Until this day... We do not understand.

Remeber, all of this in weeks.

Oh, and than, last year I passed by that house again... It was like she never existed...

[regal osprey]

Oh wow! I like this story

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Thank you 😄