Every Day Old Lady Sees Lonely Triplets Playing All Day Long on the Beach and Follows Them — Story of the Day

An older woman grows concerned about a set of triplets who spend the entire day on the beach unattended and return home late in the evening daily. One day, she follows them and what she discovers in their house changes her life forever.

“I’ve heard she’s a single mother whose husband abandoned her. Have you seen her sons? She has triplets, and they don’t look older than 6. God knows how she manages to look after them alone. Must be hard for her,” Mrs. Brooks overheard one of her neighbors saying as she walked down the front aisle of the supermarket to get some bread and milk.

“I don’t believe that,” Amelia interjected. She lived across the street from Mrs. Brooks and was a rigid woman. “I think there’s something wrong with her. I saw her a few days ago when she first moved here, but she vanished without a trace after that. I believe she ran away. She must have realized she didn’t want to look after her children! What a jerk!”

“What?” Caroline, Mrs. Brooks’ next-door neighbor, gasped. “Did she really leave her kids? Then we must notify the cops. Those poor children must be going through a lot.”

“Are you insane?” Amelia yelled at her. “Don’t meddle in other people’s affairs unnecessarily. Who will deal with the cops and the CPS? It’s best if we keep our distance from her.”

“But what if….” The neighbors continued to speak about the new woman who had moved into their area, but Mrs. Brooks was uninterested and strolled away to the next aisle.

Mrs. Brooks was 85 years old, often aloof and alone, and disliked spending time with the other women in the area because they were similar to the whining chatterboxes who loved to discover flaws in other people’s lives while ignoring the flaws in their own. So she finished her shopping fast, paid, and left the store.

However, while she was sitting on her balcony a week later, her attention was drawn to three handsome, fair-haired triplets playing on the beach.

Oh, so those are the kids the women were talking about. They look pretty adorable, but they look weak too. Did their mother really abandon them? The older woman pondered while she sipped her tea and turned to the next page of her book.

Soon, the sun descended a little, and evening started approaching. Mrs. Brooks was so engaged in her book that she didn’t notice when the time changed from afternoon to evening. She decided to head inside and start dinner preparations, but when she turned to look at the beach, she found the triplets were still there. Even though...