A follow-up to The Neighbor. Before choosing a cart, I scanned the store entrance-way for disinfectant wipes. The four of us were together and whoever pushed the basket would have to clean off any microorganisms before touching the handle. If I reminded the girls to get the wipes beforehand we could avoid my husband […]
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The Neighbor and His Germs
My doorbell rang. I should say buzzed. It’s the kind of sound that pierces the eardrums and makes your heart skip a beat. Just ask my noise sensitive husband. He’ll tell you. I stared at the front door for a moment wondering who would be calling at that time of night. Kalispell folds up fairly […]