A second woman chimed in, her memory sparked.

"Yes, she was quite the spectacle when Sanford moved in."

The crowd murmured in agreement, their surprised glances shared but unspoken.

No one expected Sanford to choose such an unassuming woman to be by his side.

"They're neighbors; it makes sense they'd develop feelings," Norwood interjected, trying to ease the tension.

His gaze fell on Maggie, who was clutching a small bag.

“Is that a present for Sanford?"

Maggie nodded and extended the bag to Sanford.

“Happy birthday, Sanford.”

Sanford accepted the gift, a playful smile gracing his lips.

"A gift, just for me? You're too kind."

Blushing, Maggie mumbled, "It's nothing extravagant. I hope you won't find it disappointing.”

"Nonsense," Sanford replied, his voice tinged with warmth. He delved into the bag, extracting a pair of cuff links.

"Oh, these are cuff links! They are exquisite!"

Maggie glanced up at him, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

“Do you Like them?"

“Of course. I adore anything from you," Sanford responded, pulling her into a comforting embrace.

"Thank you, Love."

His public display of affection, so candid amidst the throng of onlookers, stirred a wave of shyness within Maggie.

It drew a series of whistles and laughs from the men, while the women watched from a distance, whispering among themselves.

“Those cuff links are barely worth a hundred thousand dollars. Isn't that a rather cheap gift?"

“Well, she is an ordinary woman, after all. One hundred thousand must be a fortune to her.” ut isn't any money she has likely given to her by Sanford?"