We have met most of the neighbors of course, as we’ve lived here since ‘07. One of the couples who live right next to us (technically they live right behind us since our house faces the other street) has always been super sweet. A retired older couple, they are quiet but always friendly. Our houses are separated by maybe twenty feet of yard and fence and shrubbery.
We should talk to them every day, but we don’t.
“Well”, she said falteringly, “I lost my husband. Did you know that?” She is clearly devastated.
My heart fell. “I didn’t know. I am so sorry.” This is all I can muster as I see the tears well.
She went on to say that her beloved husband (they’d been married for more than forty years and had four grown children) had passed away last September.