Ella B. Free (2)

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Glen

Ella moved in Saturday, April 27th. She first entered the building around 2.20 p. m. She was wearing a red headscarf, a white cotton top, jeans and matching sneakers. She was carrying a large cardboard box and a black sports bag, so I rushed to the door to give her a hand. Her forehead was shining with sweat. She smiled and said ‘thank you’. In the elevator, I asked her where she was from and talked for more than two minutes, without interruptions, in the next three trips from her car to her apartment door. To others, she might have looked a little shy, but we got along from the start.

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