I had hoped all the candy I’d set out was gone, but there were 6 pieces left. On the way up I encountered my downstairs neighbor’s 12 year old son.
"Would you take this candy ?" I asked him. "Otherwise I’ll eat it, and I really shouldn’t." Just then his mother appeared, and I repeated what I’d said. "Please ?" her son asked. "I’d be helping."
My neighbor laughed at him. "yes, you’re so helpful.Go ahead." I handed him the last six "fun-sized" candy bars and he headed out with his mother. I heard her say, "Six pieces, huh ? I get two." 😄🍬🍭
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I bought six bags of candy hoping at least someone would come up, being new area that I have never lived in before. I live on the other side of the mountain now.
Not a soul showed up! Worse than the last place. The neighbors kids at least showed up.
@DeWayfarer I found the picture I was looking for of my first apartment, on a cliff in Pacifica (the city) before it was torn down in 2014 because of erosion. I had moved away years previously.
