[The beggar] Part one

This is a scratch of a short story I'm about to write. It will make sense later, I promise. But if it makes you curious, let me know. Part two is to come in a few days...

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Behind the scenes!

Prologue

Yesterday, my neighbor died. The official authorities said I can look around his home, and keep anything I would find, since there were no alive relatives found who could take care of the funeral and his left properties... not that there was much to be taken care of.
I went in. The air had the kind of "nobody's lived here for ages" smell. I could tell not even he lived here much. It was a flat. And his flat had only one room, except for the small bathroom. It was the only one of its kind in the building. I remember a long time ago, the owner decided to let him stay in this place - formerly the janitor's - for a small fee, since everyone living in this building were such clean working people.
I never knew much of this guy, but, when I came into his room, I had a strange sense I've been there before. In a past life, maybe? There was not much of it - it was not the common disorder, objects lying around, food, a fridge, not anything you'd expect to find in a home right after its inhabitant died. I looked around and saw a notebook. Nothing else caught my interest, so I thought that's the only thing I'll take, and leave.
I walked to the chair in front of me, where the notebook was, I took it, and then I turned around to leave...and I stopped after the first step, if I even got to take one; I stood there in amazement, at first. What I saw that moment changed my life, in a way. I decided to tell the owner I'd buy the place.

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* * * Part one * * *

'I am here for you, I will always be', Andrew said. Just think about it: yesterday he wanted to go fishing, and he met this amazing girl on the way to the lake. How lucky! How would he have known an accident was about to happen on that lake? Will he had survived, then, if he had went? There was no way to know this, and he was aware of it. Besides, he had fallen in love now. There was no reason to ask any questions about the past - he should be happy.
'I mean, look at her', he thought. How lucky! She took his arms and put them around her waist, held him close and whispered: 'I will always be yours.'
Her name was Susan. She didn't even have a place to live until she met him.... After her father warned her, she wandered and found herself lying on this bench in the park. He found her sleeping, on his way to the lake, and she was covered in a thin layer of papers. The headline of one said "Major accident avoided at Point Place". She seemed to have had a rough time, judging by the look of her clothes - almost torn - and her expression.
She had just woken up, when she saw a boy passing by, wearing a funny hat. 'Hello, he said, are you alright?' Yes, she was, but she wanted to be held.
'Could you help me? I'm lost...'
'Sure. You're in Point Place Park, in Tringo. What can I do for you?'
'I need a place to stay, have you any idea where I can rent a room?', she said, dizzy with sleep.
'I have a sister, he said, she's living alone, closeby. Maybe she'll take you in, but you'll have to wash first', he smiled.
'Surely. Can you help me up and take me there?'
He didn't know who she was, or what she was doing there, but something told him she was nice. He wished he'd have a girl like that - with a soft voice, beautiful eyes, and that he could get away from his father's place. He decided to show her his sister's place. He felt a faint sense of admiration for how she were, alone in the park - he thought she was courageus. And she must have had an unusual time lately, to be where she was. He wished for something different in his life, too.

His sister was delighed to have someone to live with. They were both eighteen. Susan promised to get a job as soon as possible, and pay for her share of the rent, if they let her stay, of course.
Lilith decided to let her stay for a week, see how things were, and then talk about a longer period. Andrew thought it was a good idea.
Later that day, they heard an accident happened near the lake. Thank God he hadn't gone! Many people had died. Andrew and Lilith were really shocked.
'Let's go, I wanna see what happened' the sister said.
'Aren't you coming?' Andrew looked at the new girl.
'No. I know what it's about...'

He wanted to tell her he was grateful too. He wanted her to know how much she meant to him, and that she accidentally saved his life.
'It wasn't accidentally. Nothing ever is, in my life.' And she started crying...

And the story went on. Thus, in short time, she got a nice job, and contributed to the place a lot, his sister told him. And he would come to visit. He always asked her about the accident, but she did not want to talk. 'Not yet', she would say. 'Not until after I get some things done.'

A month after the accident she called him over.
'I have something very important to tell you. Listen to me, and then you'll tell me what we can do...'

After he heard the story he knew why she had that feeling when they met.
'I am here for you, I will always be', he said.

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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