Sometimes the Food Can't Touch
Neighbors: Consecutive Story 1001
When the house next door sold, it got fixed up quick–too quick–by teams of laborers, not the homeowner.
At Crown Grocery, the really nice woman from the post office whose name Andi couldn’t remember even though the woman wore a name tag at work, said that she heard the gentrification had started to travel across the freeway, into North Parker.
Andi couldn’t believe it, but after further thought, could. She’d welcome higher property values even though she wasn’t planning on moving the family.
The Sylsons finally moved in the day the new shutters got painted Spartan green.
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