The Attic Dweller

My mom’s friend lived alone in a small house and began noticing strange things:

soup disappearing, eggs missing, damp towels she never used, extra dishes in

the dishwasher. This went on for months, and she thought she was just

forgetting things. One day she heard noises in the attic. She went up

and found a makeshift living area: a radio, hot plate, sleeping bag,

pillow, food wrappers. Someone had been living there. She called the

police. They later caught a homeless man climbing a tree to reach the

attic window. He had been entering almost daily while she was at work,