Peeking through the peephole, all I see is a fancy coffee cup. Being that my old-school coffee machine isn't even done brewing yet, that's all I need to see before I'm convinced to open the door. Surely a madman wouldn't bring me coffee before killing me.
"Good morning," I hear as I swing the door wide. A smile crosses my face.
"Marcus. That coffee better be for me," I jest with a smirk.
"Of course it is." He shoves the cup into my hands and lifts up a Shipley's bag and waves it in my face. "I brought something for the kids, too."
"Donuts. You sure know how to bribe them for love. Come in."
My next-door neighbor makes his way past me, into the small eating area and greets the kids with a smile.
"Hi, Marcus!" Myra chirps brightly, while Lina grunts her hello. Theo doesn't say anythin
