She was comfortable knowing her neighbours’ flaws. Or what she perceived to be flaws. The ugly faces, the strange voices and the unexplained limps had been with her for a long, long time.
In fact, a lifetime of exposure to these odd people had not dulled her curiosity. Guesswork based on watching and crucifying had brought these characters to life. The thought often passed through her mind that she could spend all day people-watching. She had time to watch and time to label, blame and dismiss.
And plenty of it. Time.