Rich Landlord Evicts Poor Old Lady from Rental Home, Goes to Family Dinner and Sees Her There — Story of the Day

A heartless landlord gives a woman who falls short on her rent notice. But when he goes to his sister’s house for a family dinner, he is shocked to find her there.

Life is hard, and it becomes even harder if the hearts that surround us are made of stone. Diane Salinger knew about life. At sixty-two, she’d seen a lot more dark days than sunny and cried a lot of tears.

But Diane wasn’t the kind of woman to give up. Every time life knocked her down, she bounced back up again, ready to fight again. She had lost her husband three years before, then a tornado razed her home. But she just picked up the stakes and started over again.

Even when Diane explained why she was short on the rent, Chris showed no sympathy. | Source: Shutterstock.com

Even when Diane explained why she was short on the rent, Chris showed no sympathy. | Source: Shutterstock.com

She took her savings and bought herself a small grocery store in a pretty mid-sized town in Michigan. It was perfect for her. A big enough town that would appreciate a few of the exotic items she intended to carry, small enough to be cozy and warm.

Cozy and warm might describe the community in general, but not Diane’s landlord, Chris Turkle. It was from Chris that Diane rented her small apartment within walking distance of the store.

When the going gets tough it’s important to be there for each other.

As far as it went, Diane was the perfect tenant. She was quiet, didn’t damage the property, and always paid her rent on time. And then one month, she was short.

Chris fanned out the money he’d taken from the envelope in front of Diane and waved it in her face. “$120 short, Mrs.Salinger.”

Diane's house was destroyed by a tornado. | Source: Unsplash

Diane’s house was destroyed by a tornado. | Source: Unsplash

Diane blushed. “As I was explaining, Mr. Turkle, since so many of the small businesses have been struggling during Covid… Well, I extended credit to some needy families…And this month, I’m a little short. But you know I’m good for it! I will pay you the $120 in two weeks…”

“If you’re willing to go under playing Mother Teresa, that’s YOUR problem,” Chris snapped. “I, Mrs.Salinger, am a businessman, not a charity! I want you out by the end of the week!”

“But Mr. Turkle…” Diane protested. “It’s only for a week, and it won’t happen again!”

Diane opened a lovely little grocery store. | Source: Unsplash

Diane opened a lovely little grocery store. | Source: Unsplash

“It happened once, and it’s enough for me, Mrs.Salinger. You’re OUT.” Chris said coldly, and he turned his back and walked out. He felt quite justified. He’d seen Diane’s grocery store, and it did brisk business.

There were always people trooping in and out with heavy shopping bags full of delicious-looking produce, and her deli section, he’d heard, was extremely popular. “Short on cash indeed!” he snorted to himself. “Taking advantage is what it is!”

Chris went home and got himself ready to go to dinner at his baby sister’s house. Vanessa was his favorite sister, and he often worried about her. She had married and divorced a man who seemed to be constantly unemployed, and Vanessa worked two jobs to make ends meet.

He’d offered to give her 16-year-old son a weekend job, but Vanessa always refused, blushing. “It’s okay, Chris,” she’d say. “I’ll make do!” But Chris had seen the dark shadows under her eyes and how thin her face was getting.

One month, Diane was short on her rent. | Source: Unsplash

One month, Diane was short on her rent. | Source: Unsplash

It was his nephew’s birthday, so Chris tucked a $20 note into an envelope and put it in his jacket pocket. Then he headed for the door and walked the three blocks to Vanessa’s house.

He knocked on the door, and Vanessa welcomed him with a happy smile. She looked more relaxed and a lot happier. Whatever she was cooking for dinner smelled delicious, and his mouth watered.

“Hey there!” he said, kissing her on the cheek. “Where’s the birthday boy?”

“Playing video games with Diane!” Vanessa smiled. “Come on in!” Vanessa walked to the stairs and shouted: “Joss, Diane, come on down! It’s dinner time!”

"I want you out by the end of the week!" | Source: Unsplash

“I want you out by the end of the week!” | Source: Unsplash

To Chris’ chagrin, in walked Mrs.Salinger, the tenant he’d just booted out of his property, and she seemed to be on great terms with his nephew and his sister! Diane was just as stunned to see Chris, but she was admirably cool.

“Hello,” she smiled. “Nice to see you. I didn’t know you were Vanessa’s brother…”

Chris blushed and cleared his throat. “Ehr…Yes, my younger sister…you know…”

“Come on, everyone,” cried Vanessa. “The roast will get cold!”

Chis was shocked to see Diana at his sister's house. | Source: Pexels

Chis was shocked to see Diana at his sister’s house. | Source: Pexels

“Roast!” cried Joss. “That’s my favorite…But mom, I know you only get paid next week! How can we afford this?”

Diane smiled at Joss and patted his hand. “Don’t you worry about that,” she said. “Your mom’s credit is good with me. That smells AMAZING, and I’m starving!”

In a low voice, Chris leaned in and asked, “Is Vanessa the person you’re helping?”

Diane smiled. “She’s one of them,” she replied. “Maybe she didn’t tell you, but one of her jobs fell through, so I’m just helping out until she’s back on her feet.”

Chris felt a wave of shame color his cheeks. “I’m so sorry about…you know… But why doesn’t Vanessa come to me?”

Dinner was a wonderful roast from Diane's store. | Source: Unsplash

Dinner was a wonderful roast from Diane’s store. | Source: Unsplash

Diane said gently, “You know, we all have our pride. Vanessa wants to stand on her own two feet and raise her boy. Help from a friend is one thing — being a poor relation asking for charity is another.”

Chris whispered, “I tell you what, from now on, you have the apartment at half-price — call it an investment in the town’s well-being and my sister’s!”

By the end of the evening, Chris had discovered that Diane was a very lovely and funny woman and that he enjoyed her company immensely. That night, his perception of his community shifted. He was going to follow Diane’s example. He was going to give a helping hand.

After that dinner, Chris started helping the community. | Source: Unsplash

After that dinner, Chris started helping the community. | Source: Unsplash

What can we learn from this story?

  • When the going gets tough, it’s important to be there for each other. Diane was quietly helping the poorer people in town by selling them food on credit she knew they could never repay.
  • Being able to admit you’re wrong and change your ways is an extraordinary thing. Chris not only realized he was wrong about Diane, but he also started to help those who were struggling.

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Every Day after 21 Year Old Sons Death, Grieving Mom Finds Baby Toys on His Grave

A grieving mother who frequently visits her son’s grave is startled when she begins finding baby toys there and soon uncovers a heartbreaking truth about her son’s hidden life.

“Musician? Are you out of your mind, Leonard?” Kenneth snapped when his son expressed his desire to pursue a career in music.

Leonard, fresh out of high school at 18, was eager to follow his passion. But his parents had different expectations—they wanted him to become a lawyer, a path Leonard had no interest in pursuing.

After taking a gap year to explore his options, Leonard realized his heart was set on music. When he shared his dream with his parents, their response was anything but supportive.

“What’s wrong with wanting to be a musician, Dad?” Leonard protested. “Plenty of people follow their passion and find success. I don’t want a dull office job!”

His father’s reply was firm. “I’ve made myself clear, son. You’re going to become a successful lawyer, just like your grandfather and me.”

“There’s no way, Dad! You can’t force me into a career I don’t want! I’m going to follow my dreams, and that’s final!” Leonard declared.

Leonard’s mother, Lily, tried to mediate. “Your father just wants the best for you. He doesn’t want you chasing an uncertain dream. So many people have big aspirations, but few make it.”

“If he really cares, he should support me!” Leonard retorted.

“Watch your tone, Leonard,” his father warned. “If you want to live here, you’ll listen to us. If not, you’re free to leave.”

“Fine, Dad. I don’t need your support. I’ll make it on my own!” Leonard stormed off to his room, packing his things. That evening, despite Lily’s pleas, he left home vowing never to return.

Three years passed without any contact. Lily tried calling her son, but every call went unanswered. Then, one morning while making breakfast, Lily received a phone call that shattered her world. Leonard had been in a motorcycle accident and died before reaching the hospital.

Lily collapsed in grief, and Kenneth, equally heartbroken, accompanied her to Milwaukee to identify their son’s body. The loss of Leonard drove a wedge deeper between the couple, with Lily blaming Kenneth for pushing their son away.

While Kenneth withdrew into guilt and silence, Lily visited Leonard’s grave daily. One day, she noticed a small teddy bear left at his headstone. At first, she thought it was left by mistake and moved it aside. But when she returned the next day, more toys had appeared.

Puzzled, she asked the cemetery caretaker, but he had no answers. Then, on her next visit, she saw a young woman standing by Leonard’s grave, holding a baby. The woman placed a toy near the grave before turning to leave.

Lily’s curiosity overwhelmed her, and she approached the woman. “Excuse me, do you know my son? Have you been leaving these toys?”

The woman looked startled. “Are you Leonard’s mother? I’m Carrie, his girlfriend. This is Henry, our son.”

Lily was stunned. The child in Carrie’s arms was the spitting image of her late son. Carrie explained how she and Leonard had met after he moved to pursue his music career. They had fallen in love, moved in together, and when Carrie became pregnant, Leonard was overjoyed, even writing a song for his unborn child. Tragically, just as their baby boy was born, Leonard lost his life.

Carrie had been visiting Leonard’s grave and leaving the toys he had bought for their son, unsure of how to approach his parents. She revealed that Leonard had always hoped to reconnect with his family once he found success.

Hearing Carrie’s story, Lily’s heart ached, not just for the son she had lost, but for the family she never knew existed. She couldn’t bear the thought of losing her grandson too, so she invited Carrie and Henry to live with her. Reluctant at first, Carrie eventually agreed.

From that moment, Lily and Kenneth’s lives changed. Kenneth, once so strict, became a doting grandfather to Henry. The joy the little boy brought into their home helped mend the strained relationship between Lily and Kenneth. Together, they supported Carrie in getting Leonard’s song released by a well-known label, and Henry, now five, dreams of following in his father’s musical footsteps, with his grandparents cheering him on.

This story teaches us the devastating effects of anger and impatience. Leonard’s hasty departure and Kenneth’s rigid stance only deepened the divide between them. But it also shows the power of love and acceptance. By opening her heart to Carrie and Henry, Lily not only found healing for herself but also for her family, rebuilding the bond they thought was lost forever.

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