Seline
The wolf is not there the next morning, but I feel an anxiousness within me.
As I’m locking my apartment to leave, I see Lacy’s door open and she calls out, “Hey!”
She looks excited and a little scared. “Did you see the news board in the lobby?!”
“What?” I turn the key before taking it out of the lock. “Why?”
“Frank’s gone!”
I go still. “Gone as in ‘dead’ gone, or ‘gone on vacation’ gone?”
Lacy is practically jumping in happiness, “A man showed up at his place a few days ago and Harry heard shouting and screaming. And then yesterday, there was a notice that Frank’s nephew is taking over the building. He’s the new landlord. Frank’s just gone. He packed up and left.”
I have to say I don’t feel sorry. Frank had it coming. But I’m surprised that something like this happe
