An elderly woman had been saving money to hire a “husband for an hour” — but when a young, muscular man showed up at her door, the grandmother nearly screamed in shock 

In recent months, life had become especially difficult for her. She often complained to her neighbor:

— The faucet is leaking, and I can’t even fix it. I don’t even have the right tools! See that chair? You can’t even sit on it; it wobbles. And the roof leaks too… I have to do everything by myself, always by myself…

The neighbor sighed:
— Then call a handyman, a “husband for an hour.”

— A what?

— You call, say what needs to be repaired, and a man comes over to fix it. You just pay him afterward.

The old lady liked the idea. She took out her savings — money she’d put aside “for a rainy day” — and decided to give it a try.
The next day, someone knocked on her door.

On the doorstep stood a tall, well-built man in a blue uniform, holding a toolbox and smiling pleasantly.

— Good afternoon, ma’am, you called for a handyman? — he asked politely.

The elderly woman was taken aback — she hadn’t expected someone so young and handsome.

— Yes, yes, come in, my boy, I’ve got plenty of things to fix, — she said kindly.

She let the stranger into her home, not realizing what a terrible thing was about to happen  (To be continued in the first comment )

The young man checked the faucet, the outlet, the chair, and even nailed up a shelf. He worked quickly, confidently, smiling and joking the whole time.

Satisfied, the grandmother set out some pastries and juice on the table:
— Sit down, dear, take a rest. Let me treat you to something — you must spend all day running from house to house.

The man smiled, took the glass, and casually asked:
— Have you been living alone for a long time? Don’t your children visit you?

The woman sighed and told him her story. Her husband had passed away, her children lived far away, and apart from her neighbor next door, she had no one.

It seemed like just a polite conversation…

When he finished, the grandmother said she needed to step out for a moment to bring a letter to her neighbor.

— Of course, go ahead, — he said calmly. — I’ll just double-check that everything’s secure.

But as soon as the door closed behind her, the man changed. The smile disappeared. He quickly moved through the rooms, opening drawers, closets, and cabinets.

He took down the old wall clock, unscrewed the television, grabbed the laptop, and opened the jewelry box.

When the grandmother returned, he was already standing by the door, as if ready to leave.

— All done, grandma, nothing’s leaking anymore, — he said and headed for the exit.

But when she came closer, he suddenly turned around and hit her on the head with a heavy object.

She woke up later in the hospital. A concussion — but luckily, she was alive.

Later, when they brought her phone, she called the agency to complain.

— We’re sorry, ma’am, but we don’t have any employee matching that description, — the woman on the phone replied. — None of our workers were sent to your address.

The grandmother slowly hung up, gripped the sheet with her trembling hands, and whispered:
— So… he found me himself.