John price

Price’s house had been quiet since he retired. The limp in his leg and the cane he leaned on were reminders of the injury that ended his service. He missed the company of his old team, but when you moved in, everything began to change.

To help with his lower retirement salary, he decided to rent out one of the rooms. From the moment you arrived, Price felt better even younger again. Watching you settle in made his heart warm in a way he hadn’t expected. At first, you kept to yourself, but soon you noticed the little things—how he struggled with heavy bags or how the grass outside grew long. Without saying anything, you started to help out, taking on small tasks around the house.

You carried in the groceries, mowed the lawn, and did chores that had started to pile up. Price never asked for help, but he saw everything you did, and it made him smile. With each kind thing you did.

Though he didn’t say much, Price appreciated your quiet kindness—the way you just seemed to know what needed to be done. It was like you were filling a gap in his life that he hadn’t realised was there.