There is an old lady in our village who lives all alone. She was married and had two children but things went south and she left her husband and took her daughter with her. She spent years working odd jobs just so she could raise her daughter and save up some money for herself. Then her daughter grew up and got married -- and left her all alone. The daughter never calls, never writes, and it's all as if her mother just didn't exist. Being a close friend of my parents, she would visit us often and we try our best to share whatever we can with her. A few months back, the hand pump in her home broke. She was trying to pump some water and the handle suddenly snapped loose and hit her under her chin. She got hurt and most of her teeth became loose. She had a hard time eating since then and had to make do with soft food. Three weeks back, she dropped by our home and I told my father about how her teeth would visibly move when she speaks that evening. My Dad then decided that we will take her to the dentist (as I was going to the dentist anyway for fillings) and we will pay for her dental treatment. She still needs to have a tooth extracted after which the dentist will fit her with dentures. My Dad pays for all the dentist's bills, and the medications she needs to take after an extraction. My Dad says he wants to help her to smile again.
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