A Helpful Neighbor

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She smiles to herself and continues putting away the morning dishes. It was rapidly approaching 10 A.M. and she was still in her bathrobe, it was one of those lazy days were she really didn't feel like doing much. But she supposed that she should shower and get dressed. As she was turning around she notice her next door neighbor Ben standing in the doorway.

She gasped seeing him there in her kitchen, I didn't hear you knock Ben.

She looked at Ben standing there in the doorway from the living room. He cut an imposing figure. Maybe 5'10 a large frame, broad shoulders, short brown hair, brilliant blues eyes. She had seen him doing yard work many times. His physique was well toned and muscled; it was hard to believe that he was close to 10 years her senior. He was divorced and living alone. He had been a great help to her and her husband since they had moved here a year ago.

I knocked, no one answered so I tested the door knob it was open, so I came in I didn't mean to startle you. Ben said to her.

It's just I wasn't expecting anyone, not really dressed for company