My mysterious neighbor’s lips curve in a sardonic smile and a single eyebrow rises mockingly when I hand her the bag. “There’s been a rash of burglaries in the area. I collected the newspapers from your door so no one could tell you were away,” I say with a smile. She continues to eye me suspiciously as if I were Gladys Kravitz, the nosy neighbor on Bewitched. I’m puzzled by her reaction. After all, neighbors look out for each other, don’t they? “Thanks,” she says slamming the door shut while I stand on her stoop, feeling both bewildered and offended.
Linda Thompson enjoys stringing words together, changing them, moving them, and then doing it all again until they tell a story.