I Can't Tell Him I'm the Worst, the Rusty Person He's Ever Met

My neighbor tells me I'm the worst, the rudest person he's ever met. It isn't like me at all to be snobbish, to dream up grudges like a neighbor's keeper. Sometimes I have problems with focusing tunnel vision. My outer ears have hard-of-hearing sinuses or words to that tongue-tied effect. Later that evening he and his wife ride slowly by on bikes, maneuvering close to where I've wandered to be with a young maple. They waved, crying out loud, hello there,. making their good feelings perfectly clear at last to the handicapped.

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