At a party, walk out to the back yard. People are hanging out in the porch and in the yard. I look at the neighbors’ and realize that I’m at a house 2 doors down from the Harrell’s! Wave at them. Walk back inside, talk to the host, and clean up some. I need to get a ride back to the city but no one is going. I ask for a ride to the train. No one-start walking.
My exciting life, this place