Kit and Mo hosted a cocktail party on Friday night. A handful of nearby neighbors were invited. It turned out to be a cloudy, but beautiful, evening. The food was tasty and the drinks were strong. The guests settled into conversation on the rear terrace overlooking a perfectly manicured yard and garden. After a few drinks, Mo let it slip that the neighbors next door declined the invitation because they were putting their house up for sale and moving back to the mountains. They told Mo they could not afford the neighborhood. I’m guessing they felt no need to meet other neighbors since they were moving.
These neighbors live across the street from me. It seems like they have done endless work on a house that was fully renovated by the previous owners. It’s strange that they can no longer afford the house after three years. I wish them well and look forward to meeting the next owners.