The Neighbour
I really liked Mr & Mrs Bolter. She was a kind lady who seemed to have boundless energy and was part of all kinds of voluntary work and events for the local church. She was always out and about in her little Volkswagen car. Mr Bolter always seemed to have a nice sweetie in his pocket for the local kids and had always called me sweetheart which I liked, even though I was now sixteen and all grown up. I'd known them for years though not intimately, just as the nice old folks across the street....