My Neighbor Dug Holes in His Backyard Every Weekend – Then the Police Suddenly Arrived One Morning

We were still learning about each other.

There are awkward and tender moments sometimes.

She liked her tea too weak. I hated mushy vegetables. She called old movies “pictures.” I learned she hummed when she was nervous. She learned I went silent when I was hurt.

One evening while unpacking donated dishes in her new kitchen, she said quietly, “I used to continue reading …