My wife was dressed for outdoor work as was I so she was wearing a pair of shorts that stopped just above her knees and a button down blouse that she had tied in a knot just under her breasts. My wife insisted we go over right away so we put down our gardening tools and headed over to meet the man. The old couple had moved away several months ago but now it looked as though we had to get to know someone new. We always loved the fact that we were so secluded and had loved living next to Davidson’s who had owned the only other house around for years. Our house sits at the end of a long street and is one of only two houses within a five mile radius. He just looked so mean and rough but I knew she was right and the friendly thing would be to welcome our new neighbor.
She said we should go over and welcome the man and I felt a cold shiver go down my spine at the prospect. My wife made some comment about being disappointed not to see a family moving in and hoped it wasn’t just him. Nothing about him looked friendly or welcoming. The look on his face was one of barely masked distain. He wore old, ragged, gray sweatpants and a stained tshirt. He skin was so dark it looked almost impossible to be human. The most striking thing about him was his pitch black skin. He was bald and looked to be about fifty years old. He was built like a retired linebacker, solid but with a bit of a gut showing he didn’t work out like he once had. He easily stood six foot four and looked to weigh close to three hundred pounds. A black SUV pulled in beside the truck and out stepped the biggest man I’d ever seen. It was exciting to finally get a new neighbor as the house had been sitting empty for quite a while. My wife and I were working in the front yard raking leaves when we saw the moving truck pull in to the house next door.
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