Julia left her house in the morning and saw her neighbor watering her lawn. As she unlocked her car, her neighbor called out.
“Your boyfriend must be a hard worker,” she said. “He always comes back so late.”
“Yeah, he’s always out,” she answered, opening the car door. “With coworkers he says.”
In the back seat she saw several small sacks. Rough, brown, and stained a dark crimson.
Now there was more of him to go around.
Mercury The Scribe 
I did not expect that. I thought he betrayed her or something…psycho…I like it 😂
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Haha right? At first I was going to go a diff direction then the idea hit me. We never get quality time any more. Probably solved lol
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Very creative 😂
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Thank you :3
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Heh heh! 😀
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Hehe a whole new meaning to “I wish there was more of me to go around”
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NICE ;D
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Thank you! :3
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Oh, I like this! Love how oblivious the neighbor is!
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She kind of like “Nothing wrong here” xDD Remember, tend your garden. ask no questions.
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Haha right! That’s me. I’ve had a lot of neighbors in my life. I’ve seen some strange things. Always minded my business. Didn’t want to be “next”. Haha
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You are smart!
My last neighbor deserves his own true horror tale e.e Man, people are crazy sometimes. I’m just glad I got away without being hurt though, it was a close call…i’m sure i’ll tell it and post it here one of these days haha
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That sounds excellent to me! Neighbors make for great horror/fiction fodder. I guess to a degree you can pick your neighbors by refusing to live somewhere BUT of course sometimes people decide that, for whatever reason, they want you as a neighbor. Hopefully only ever with the best intentions.
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