Friday Drabble: Neighborly

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Hurriedly leaving, Joy nearly collided with Sheila, her next-door neighbor.

“Morning!” Sheila offered. Joy looked down self-consciously, knowing she’d ranted online about how Sheila and John’s “extracurricular activities” had kept her awake last night – and yet again this morning – the noises filtering through her too-thin apartment walls.

Noticing her neighbor’s rollerbag, Joy asked, “Heading somewhere?”

“Nah – just getting in,” Sheila said. “I was able to grab the red-eye unexpectedly last night.”

Hrmm – Joy thought, perhaps a little unkindly – that might not be the only thing unexpected today.

Mimicking forgetfulness, Joy re-entered her apartment. This, she decided, she wanted to hear.


8 thoughts on “Friday Drabble: Neighborly

  1. Here’s my Friday Drabble – it’s illustrated on my WP site. This one is based on a true experience . . .

    “Can I borrow your Shark?” I asked my downstairs neighbor who was chucking multiple five gallon water jugs into the back of her SUV. Enough jugs to fill a bathtub, no doubt.

    “Sure, do you have enough water?” she replied.

    I’d seen that Shark before, skimming along, exhaling an unscented vapor trail. It looked impressive, but would it be compatible with our mutt. Would there be a fight? Or would the Shark just clean house? Worth the risk? How much water would I have to buy?

    The shark did not dance, it did steam. Try before you buy. Infomercials lie.

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