The Boy and His Neighbor.
Nov 7 · 1 min read

There once was a boy. There also was his neighbor. She was 72 and he was just 7.
One day they didn’t know each other, but then they did.
A ball over the fence, a broken window. An invitation to share a cool jar of pink lemonade after a long day of chores around her dusty old house. One interesting summer on her front stoop .

