Man Brings Piano To Thrift Store, Then Gets An Unexpected Call From Store Owner

He won’t stop

Paul barely dared to breathe as the doorbell kept blaring. Then, through the narrow crack in his curtains, he spotted movement—someone approaching from the sidewalk.

It was his neighbor, Mr. Samson, a tall, graying man with a steady walk. Relief flooded Paul. If anyone could help, it was him. Maybe now, he wasn’t completely alone.