19th Nervous Breakdown (Part II)
Ah, peace and quiet. That’s how it was from last night until this morning. (See previous post .) I thought it would be a good idea to leave a note on my neighbor's door in an envelope before I left to go out for the day. In the letter I had written, I had asked if she was ok and if she ever needed anything, to not hesitate to call or even come upstairs. I also indicated that I realized we have never met before, but I was really concerned because I thought she was getting robbed or God forbid, something worse. Figuring that the letter would defuse the 'war of the stereos', it would also give her a sense of neighborly kindness. One would only assume... At around 6pm I got a phone call from the boyfriend. Now, the letter was left more for the girl, because I was really concerned about her and the blood curdling scream. Her boyfriend has not been home in almost a week. Here’s the conversation that the boyfriend and I had over the phone: “Yeah hi, it’s Bobby from downstair...