The Woman Downstairs
It was around 9:00 on Friday night, and I'd just pulled in to the parking lot at my apartment. It had been a long week and a longer day, and I'd just finished making the two-hour trip to bring my wife to her parents' house for the weekend; her car was in the shop, and she needed to help her mother who just got out of surgery. After a long day at work and a long trip, I was ready for dinner and a beer.I was just rounding the corner to the building entrance, eyes glued to my phone reading an...
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