A Determined friend

Avery's POV

I sit by the window of the living room, staring at the house across. It was a family duplex owned by a retired couple who lived together, doing nothing all day except tending to the little garden in front of their house.

After almost two weeks of moving in here, it had become my routine after the boys left for school. I would watch the old couple laugh and smile at whatever each other said; sometimes, I even wondered if that would have been the same case with him—growing old together and smiling so lovingly at each other like lovestruck teenagers while our sons were busy with their own families.

My view is immediately blocked as the curtains are drawn together. I look up to see Lawrenta standing in front of me with a look of disapproval in her eyes. “I think you should at least try to make new friends. The neighbors have been making an effort, but you don't bother meeting them.” She starts to complain, and a part of me wonders if I made a mistake by bringing her along.

La