REALITY?: Neighborhood Noise

One by one they all return, husband, next door neighbor, and the family across the street.  Alone here all last week I catch them up on happenings, the news: the hawks, the turkeys, the man arrested in the killing of another man’s wife and daughters was arrested five years ago for break-ins in four local towns–one a family right here, just down and up the road, a customer of mine, a neighbor.  We’re not all close, no picnics here; we watch each other’s family, house and yard and know each other’s cars.  And we listen for each other’s noise.