Wish You Were Here
She turned off the lights and sat on the edge of her bed. Just the other night her neighbors were broken into. Or maybe now it was a week ago.
"The place was cleaned out," the young man said. "Lucky for us we weren't home."
And then he continued to load the U-Haul.
She hasn't slept through the dark hours since that conversation. Outside apartments are always crawling with noises, always something to bump and knock in the night.
She got off the bed to prop a chair against the front door.
"The place was cleaned out," the young man said. "Lucky for us we weren't home."
And then he continued to load the U-Haul.
She hasn't slept through the dark hours since that conversation. Outside apartments are always crawling with noises, always something to bump and knock in the night.
She got off the bed to prop a chair against the front door.
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