The Watcher In Surburbia
I’d seen them move in a little over three months ago, newlyweds I suspected. They were kissing and hugging every few minutes; they couldn’t take their eyes of each other. While they were unloaded the belongings from the removal van I took my opportunity to go over and introduce myself to them. He was polite introducing himself and his wife – their names were David and Layla. I hadn’t noticed from my living room window how attractive Layla was, but here she stood, probably the most...