“Are you the new tenant? I saw movers bringing stuff in this morning and I’ve never seen you around before. Oh, my name is Sneaky.” She held her hand out for me to shake. I put my basket of laundry down and took her hand in mine.
“Nice to meet you. My name is Spencer, and yes, I’m the new guy.” The woman was friendly, which added to my good feelings about the move. I loved my new apartment, and if I could make a friend or two in the building, so much the better.
“Moving is a pain in the ass. Are you new to the area?” She tossed detergent in the washer and stuffed her clothes inside.
“Yes, and no. I’m from here, but I’ve been gone for about twenty years now. Just moved back. The city has changed an awful lot since I’ve been gone. You don’t happen to know of a place to find antiques, or v
