by Barbara Eliasson
Nellie and Edgar Nicholson didn't know it at the time, but their lives changed when their neighbor, Miss Mary Ryan, tripped on her hall rug and broke her hip. Miss Ryan had lived in the apartment above the Nicholsons for thirty-five years; for the last twenty, after her mother died, she lived alone. She listened to classical music, played her television softly, gave no parties, and spent the holidays with her niece. Then she fell and within two months had moved out of her apartment and into a nursing home near her niece.