Happiness. It's relative.
The person across the driveway has hung coverings on her kitchen windows. Not curtains, maybe towels. Her other windows are bare and so are the rooms, but there are things in her kitchen, the normal things like cupboards and a stove, but also a… Continue Reading “City Neighbors: How Close is Too Close”
After our dog nipped their daughter, the rabbi’s wife invited us to Sukkot dinner. Even though it was close to twenty years ago, I remember that we had spent a long hour talking in our driveway – me and my husband and the rabbi… Continue Reading “The History of Neighbors”
The woman next door keeps telling her dog to sit and he barks at her. She persists. He barks more. She holds up a tennis ball. He barks. Finally, she throws the ball and he runs after it. But he doesn’t bring it back.… Continue Reading “Not Everything’s a Big Deal”
It took months before I could believe it. The man across the street had died. I should have figured it out the first morning Charlie didn’t come walking down his driveway at the stroke of ten, wearing a trench coat and pulling a little suitcase on wheels. Thinking… Continue Reading “The End of Mean Charlie”
It took months before I could believe it. The man across the street had died. I should have figured it out the first morning Charlie didn’t come walking down his driveway at the stroke of ten, wearing a trench coat and pulling a little suitcase on wheels. Thinking… Continue Reading “The End of Mean Charlie”
The woman next door keeps telling her dog to sit and he barks at her. She persists. He barks more. She holds up a tennis ball. He barks. Finally, she throws the ball and he runs after it. But he doesn’t bring it back.… Continue Reading “Not Everything’s a Big Deal”
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