The Neighbor’s Cousin
I laughed a little when I called my neighbor Neil to see if he wanted to ride with me to our high school’s basketball game and he complained that his cousin was staying at his folks over the weekend while her parents were out of town so he probably wouldn’t go. “Bring her with you if she wants to go. I don’t care and it won’t be that bad. Besides, it’s bound to be better than sitting at the house with the parents isn’t it?” Neal answered with “Yea, probably so. I’ll see if she wants to come with. She’s not really all that bad. I’ll ask her” I had never met his cousin and assumed she must have been a good bit younger than us and was just trying to be nice to the …