This blog is about Voices of Neighbors. A fiction. Since there are posts about Voices in the head, there will be a series on Voices.
August 2 2021
On a visit to our new apartment, we were deeply grieved that the neighbors’ voices could be heard as clear as bells tolling for doom. The neighbors are noisy. They chatter away like DJs on a radio program, broadcasting for other neighbors. They are happy in their new apartment. Little do they know what lies in store for them. The previous residents moved away for a reason…
The son is a young boy. The mother sounded like a housewife. They talked about non-sequential stuff. Mundane dribbles.