Our block is pretty awesome kid-wise. Of the 30 or so houses, there's about a dozen kids, with about 7 four or under. We are always in someone's front yard - most everyone even has their toys in the front/side yards. Last night, a bunch of the kids and parents were out, the kids racing up and down the sidewalks as the parents talk. There were even kids from another block here (They know where the action is).
There was a new kid out, whom the one neighbor indentified as living on the corner. He was 10, 12 or so. All the other neighbors exclaimed that they had never seen him. I knew there was a guy and a Weimaraner in the house. The guy and the dog are out in the yard ALL the time. I have never seen the kid. And the neighbor confirmed that he lives there full time, just plays int he basement all the time, which has its windows heavily covered (with those rubber playmat thingies). No one could believe it. They have lived there for four (or two? - it's ont he Serenity timeline so who knows) years.
The kid did look very pale, especially considering it's the end of summer.
All I could wonder: did they suffer a death of a child? Or the mother? An accident? or a kidnapping?
This colors my world.
And I try not to be overly freaky about Beanie.
But it is going to happen.
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