These particular girls live in the apartment building right next to mine. In fact, I think our bedroom windows exactly face each other. Our apartments are not large, and I cannot imagine raising a family in them. At night, in the summer when the windows are open, I can hear the family rattling on in Spanish. They laugh so hard I wish I could understand them.
It makes me happy to know that the girls are running around outside and taking advantage of such a beautiful day.
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do you remember our old neighbor Paul? He told dad to tell me to stop screeching like that!
Paul did?! Did he think you were in actual trouble? I can't picture him being crotchety. Maybe it's something with that house since Terry sound proofed his bedroom when he moved in. Or it's a man thing.
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