“Shit!” I cursed, angry at myself for being so careless. With no way of calling for help and being new in the area, I decided to visit my neighbor... for any help they could render.When I arrived at their front porch, I noticed there was no doorbell, at least none that I could see so I rapped my knuckles on the door. There was no answer, and my knuckles were becoming sore, so I decided to go round to the side of the house, perhaps if I could shout hello through the kitchen window someone might. His cup came from the thrift store. It had some medical clinic’s advertising on it. ‘That is really good coffee. I have only one complaint. Your cup is much cooler than mine,’ she said. Her voice was again measure and pretty much fake. He had decided early on that she wasn’t talking down to him, even though it seemed that way. ‘So I see you have the small screen TV,’ she said. ‘I have to be able to carry whatever I buy up the stairs,’ Peter explained. She looked at him very seriously, then out. More

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