A 68-Year-Old Widow Moved Above an Omaha Laundromat And Three Exhausted Nursing Students Taught Her That Noise Can Be a Lifeline

window overlooking the laundromat sign.

I had placed new towels on the bed.

Laurel removed half of them.

“He does not need six towels.”

“They were on sale.”

“He needs two.”

“Laurel.”

“Mom.”

We both stopped.

It was the first time she had called me that since the phone call at her school cafeteria.

Her eyes filled.

“Two towels,” I agreed.

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