I went to an association meeting last night. The VP comes up to me and says, "I knocked on you door last week. You missed out on all the action". What happened? "Your neighbor died". WHA?
Apparently while I was whoopin' it up in NC the neighbors were whoopin' it up. The cops were called Friday night, they were both wasted (but alive ). Saturday morning they were called back because the man died. He was only 54.
The cops are doing a thorough investigation because of the numerous calls they've had to their place and somehow a rumor started that she killed him.
Amazing the rumors people will start and what people will believe.
So, it's been quite and I've been sleeping very well. And I hate to admit it... okay, I will, I have had a bounce in my step today and I'm a little bit... dare I say, giddy! Of course, I didn't want him to die, it is actually shocking and sad news and I feel badly for the woman because I'm sure she loved him. However, I found out they weren't married and she wasn't mentioned in his obit. Hm.
It's incredible, the things you're witness to when so many different lifestyles are living under one roof (community living).
