Suddenly, there was a knock. A shirtless guy I had never met before was at the door. He asked if I had a hand truck and if he could borrow it. I did, but I worried - who was this guy? He said he wanted to pack all the stuff up in an apartment next-door, where he said his sister had been living. She apparently had a C-Section in Redding and couldn't leave town to help.
I had no way to verify anything he was saying, but I also had no reason to believe he was lying, so I helped, to a limited extent. I had virtually contact with his sister in the several years she had been living in her apartment, so basically needed to believe what he said at face value.
Poor guy was already tired, but he worked hard. He finally drove off at 2 a.m., rejecting my counsel to sleep at leave the following day. I hope he made it up to Redding without incident.
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