What is proper etiquette when your chainsmoking next door neighbor disappears without a trace? Stay-at-home boyfriend would have seen movers if she moved out. Coroner if she died. A blast if her oxygen tank exploded because she smoked too close to it. The only sign? The removed mezuzah.
The woman is gone with an anti-climactic trace. No answers as to her whereabouts. Except finally a smokefree existence from the woman who forced us to run our air conditioner in November because of the smoke that wafted through her window.
I hope nothing too bad happened to her—although I would be lying if I didn’t admit that part of me secretly hoped she would have choked on her cigarette so we can finally open our windows and enjoy the fresh air.
I guess there really is divine justice in this world?
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