Chapter 15Todd
Scooter was rambling on like he’d had no one to talk with for the past…forever.
“Oh, and another thing, your neighbor doesn’t like me, and he’s been singing so loud all the time, and it’s like, freaking opera. I was awakened around three o’clock yesterday morning to the sounds of some aria or whatever they call them. I mean, it’s not my kind of music, Broadway cast albums sure, though some people consider them opera like if it’s Phantom or Les Miz, even some Sondheim but it’s not. And you know what else…”
Todd tried to get him to shut up but he wasn’t finished.
“See, it all started when I accidentally slammed the door to your apartment. Not meaning to, I had a bunch of groceries and you know, you live in a walk-up and they got heavy and when I unlocked your door, I dropp
