Yesterday afternoon, Ben and I took our dogs on an afternoon walk. This is unusual because it’s very hot here right now. Usually we take them on a walk when the sun is totally set because it is slightly cooler then. But we had some time to kill before a movie and so the dog walk was bumped up.
As we were climbing the hill of a street we rarely visit, we saw the end of a fight. Two people stormed out of a house. A tall, grey-haired man screamed at the top of his lungs to a grey-haired lady, “YOU AIN’T WORTH SHIT!” She got in her car and said, “Your OPNINON ain’t worth shit!” Then two doors slammed shut.
We were walking on the same side of the street as this drama that was unfolding, so we veered to the other side of the street. Two other neighbors came out of their house to see what the hubub was about. One of them, a dude, was shirtless. He came over to us, waited for our dogs to quit barking at him and asked what happened.
“Angry yelling,” said Ben.
“Well that guy lives with his mom and that concerns me,” said the shirtless neighbor.
Yikes.
We rounded the dead-end street and as we passed by the fight house, the lady was still sitting in her car, engine running, waiting.
