My Neighbor
He was like a dad to me, until he took my innocence away. He was my neighbor. He was my parents friend ever since we moved in when I was 4, and he brought us cookies his wife made as a house warming gift. He was like a second dad to me. Especially after my mom and dad’s divorce when I turned 10. I honestly think my dad was more bummed about not getting to hang out with him anymore, and didn’t care so much about my mom. My mom really leaned on him. They never had a sexual relationship as far as I could tell. He really seemed so in love with his wife. They didn’t have kids, something wrong with the wife. I would use her name, but don’t want to embarrass her… …