The neighbors are suddenly gone.
I just got used to my neighbors--the woman a dental hygienist with beautiful teeth, her new husband a morose and silent man who never came outside except to shoot arrows into a target, and Dillon, a three-year-old tough boy who could already drive a child-sized motorized Jeep around the yard--yes: I got used to them, and even got Dillon to sometimes wave to me, and now they have suddenly moved away.
I knew it was coming from October on, when they began tossing cardboard boxes onto their front porch.
(Kate got sick of my comments about the boxes. She said I was obsessing. She said, I thought you would say something, I braced myself, and you did: They must be moving, and yet they aren't taking the boxes into the house to keep them dry...The boxes are getting limp, and squashed...Look, it's raining, and the boxes are still on the porch!)
And they were still on the porch until Friday, when they were presumably taken inside and, after spiders and rainwater were shaken out, were presumably filled up and placed on a truck.
Because we only went out to buy 2011 calendars in Knoxville, but when we returned, the hygienist, her arrow-shooting husband, and Dillon who could already drive a baby Jeep at three, were gone, and I had missed the whole thing.
I knew it was coming from October on, when they began tossing cardboard boxes onto their front porch.
(Kate got sick of my comments about the boxes. She said I was obsessing. She said, I thought you would say something, I braced myself, and you did: They must be moving, and yet they aren't taking the boxes into the house to keep them dry...The boxes are getting limp, and squashed...Look, it's raining, and the boxes are still on the porch!)
And they were still on the porch until Friday, when they were presumably taken inside and, after spiders and rainwater were shaken out, were presumably filled up and placed on a truck.
Because we only went out to buy 2011 calendars in Knoxville, but when we returned, the hygienist, her arrow-shooting husband, and Dillon who could already drive a baby Jeep at three, were gone, and I had missed the whole thing.