Neighbors

by Kay Rob

So… It terrifies me to get to know the neighbors. I moved into this house almost two years ago, and I’ve only talked to the right hand neighbor only once. I’ve never talked to the left hand neighbors… although my Dad did see the neighbor lady sitting on her patio in a tshirt and panties very early one morning when he was visiting and sitting out there drinking coffee. I still don’t know why my dad chose to share this story with me.

I’m sitting out on the patio now, and I’m becoming painfully aware of how open the backyard views are to each other. I seriously need to consider fast growing fence dividers.

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