Death Of A Rivera
"Hello there, neighbor!"
Both heads turned toward me. The older woman’s face lit up, and she waved as she walked closer. Her red gown bunched as she moved, adding to her warm demeanor.
"Oh, hi! You must be the new neighbor. I heard someone moved in recently."
"That’s right," I said with a smile. "My husband and I just settled in yesterday."
I glanced at the little girl, my heart aching for an introduction.
“Ah, that’s Autumn,” the woman said, following my gaze. “She’s my husband’s niece.”
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