Every Morning, My Neighbor Takes Out Bags of Trash – When I Found Out Where It Came From, I Couldn’t Look at Her the Same Way Again

the door.

I started to lower the curtain, but Anna stopped me.

“Let them have privacy,” she said.

We stepped away from the window.

Later that afternoon, someone knocked on our door.

David stood on the porch.

His eyes were red.

“We did,” Anna said.

He looked across the street.

“I went upstairs,” he continued. “I sat on Emily’s bed for an hour.”

Anna asked, “Was continue reading …