When I got home, my neighbor confronted me: “Your house gets so loud during the day!” “That’s not possible,” I replied. “Nobody should be inside.”
Nobody Should Be Inside When I got home, my neighbor confronted me. He was standing at the edge of my driveway, half in shadow, half in the amber glow of the streetlight. Mr. Harlan always looked like he’d been waiting for something—bus, death, the end of the world. That night was no different. His jaw … Read more