While Billy was away, a new neighbor moved into the apartment house next door. I didn't see much of him, only coming outside on occasion to walk his dog and not much else. He kept to himself and I don't believe we uttered as much as two words to each other since he moved in the previous fall. I paid him very little attention, there were always people moving in and out of that apartment. It was a low-rent, slum lord type place, only maintained enough to, barely, keep it from falling down. The renters were much as you would expect from a place like that, and other than a few incidents that dealt with them intruding on my fence line, I ignored them.
     That was until Billy came home, and we began our backyard renovation. Coming home in the spring, once Bil...

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