Execupundit.com: An Old Neighborhood

They were there for one another. They were there to celebrate and boost one another. You had to coax them to brag.

A few years ago, a couple bought the nice little victorian cottage three doors down. The neighbor that owned it had passed away. The kids didn’t want it.

The couple promptly tore it down. They built a soulless modern house that sticks out like a sore thumb. The kitchen is in the front. The living room in the back. The curtain’s are drawn. The only light one ever sees is the flicker of the TV.

My wife and daughter call them “The Vampires”.