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By Guest Blogger Shawn Stevenson
I have recently moved into a new neighborhood and am still getting to know the place and the people around. My neighbors are really nice. The morning I moved in they sent me a welcome lemon meringue pie and invited me for lunch since I could not have managed to whip up something yet, what with all the unpacking to be done. I happily obliged. On visiting them, I found out that a couple lived there with their daughter and aunt. The aunt was a dear old woman whom I hit it off with right away. While talking, we hit upon a certain topic that led to her relating an incident I would like to share, after having sought her permission, of course. Allow me to write from her perspective.