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Hank: Zig And Jenny’s Next Door Neighbor

Dearest Zig,

I’m writing this letter only because I’ve seen this before…

Now, you see me on my porch every morning (when you get to be as old as I am, you’ll probably do it, too.)

I don’t like to go around gossiping. I don’t talk to the neighbors much. Heck, Zig, I talk to my dog more than people these days.

So unless I see something wrong happening right in front of me, I hold all judgement. I need facts. And only facts. More importantly, I don’t like to stick my nose in other people’s personal business (even if I know the facts).

Now… I’ve lived on this block for 47 years. I’ve seen all kinds of people – young guys, young women, fathers, mothers, college kids, single entrepreneurs, immigrants. So many different people. They’ve come and gone from this block. But I’ve never seen anyone as happy as you are. And that’s why I’m writing this. It’s why I have to tell you what’s been happening lately..

Here’s all I know, Zig: A car drives onto your driveway. A man comes out and then your wife lets him into your home. Within an hour, the car is usually gone. It’s been happening for ten days.

I’ve got no hard evidence of any sort of infidelity, but, Zig, I’ve seen this before… and I never got married again.

Zig, I’m writing this letter and I’m not sure I’ll send it. You may have to find this out on your own.

I wish you and your wife the best of luck. And I hope you work it out.

Your friend,

Hank

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