They sold the house across the street. There’s a lot of activity over there, with a lot of people involved, so it’s hard for me to tell who actually lives there and who is just helping. I think I’ve picked out the owner…he looks about my age, and he smokes (I say that, because he was standing on the front steps smoking when they delivered his fridge yesterday). Can’t tell if it’s a single guy or what. There are four cars over there now, so I’m not going to be able to figure out who’s who today.
When I told Junior that they’d sold the house, he did say he hoped the people like kids. Odd, I never expected him to be aware of people who do and don’t like kids. He must have picked that up somewhere.