We moved again three weeks later. But last Tuesday, I saw her. On the next street over. Hanging white sheets in the frost.
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We’d moved into the cul-de-sac six months ago, but she was the only neighbor who never waved. Never attended the block party. Never returned the casserole I left on her porch. Hanging white sheets in the frost