the gap

I was walking home from the children I had lessons with when I saw this old lady selling newspapers. It was bloody freezing, but she had been standing outside for at least two and a half hours because I had seen her on my way to the lessons. It turned out that the papers were almost two years old and she was asking only four roubles for each. Four roubles! It's... well, it's nothing. But before I could say a word she dropped the price to three roubles. I took out all the change I had in the purse and gave her everything. It wasn't much actually, about 15 roubles, but she seemed to be on cloud nine. I feel like crying.