My Little Neighbor Didn’t Let Anyone Into His Home Until a Police Officer Arrived and Stepped Inside

No car in the driveway. No lights in the windows.

At first, I told myself I wasn’t being nosy. Just observant.

That lie worked until the night I heard him cry.

It was late. I woke up to this soft sound. Not TV.

Not the pipes. Not a baby.

Crying.

I held my breath and listened.

There it was again. Muffled, broken sobs.

I got up, pulled on my robe and slippers, and shuffled to the front window.

I moved the curtain just enough.

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