Neighbors Come Home
[After a break, I wanted to warm up for my next Sister’s By the Pool chapter with a fun new one.] Growing up, I lived in a pretty nice neighborhood. The crime rate was low and everything was ascetically pleasing. Large trees lined the front yards of most houses, though there wasn’t a ton of room between each property. Because of this, most of the playing had to be done in the street, which was fine unless you wanted to dive for a ball. Still, it was a nice environment, and many of the kids in the neighborhood hung out on a regular basis. I didn’t really have much interest in the girls in my neighborhood. To begin with, usually just the guys hung out together, but when the groups mingled, most of the girls …