News of the Weird
I was gardening in the front yard on Saturday when none other than Mrs. Super Alley Fun House and her daughter came walking up. I looked up in time to hear her say, “I need to talk to you.” I was stunned and vulnerable, outside alone without a cell phone. I was afraid she was going to start yelling at me about something. My mind was racing.
Not long after she walked up to me, the dogs started barking which prompted Clint to come outside. Whew. At least I had some back up.
She came over to tell us that her kids did not do something that we pretty much already figured they did not do. It’s a minor annoying thing involving an old electrical meter behind our fence. She said that there was already friction between us and she did not want us to think that they had caused the disturbance.
By the end of the conversation, we shook hands, introduced ourselves and we were even laughing. What the hell? The rest of the night was spent pondering what had actually happened.
I have to admit that it feels like a bit of a relief to not have to be quite so on edge anymore in the backyard, but it still feels really weird.
Could things finally be looking up for us?


