Not Always What They Seem
Sometimes things aren’t always what they seem. My husband and I got one of those new Encino rentals and left our old apartment behind. We were so excited about this apartment. The apartment itself was so nice and the neighbors even seemed really sweet. Sandy seemed especially nice. She baked us a cake on our first week there and told us “welcome to the neighborhood.” I thought she was the most wonderful neighbor ever, and I even contemplated baking her cookies. I didn’t. After we ate the cake, we were sick for two days. I even went to the doctor, and she ran some tests. She’d put enough laxatives in that cake to kill us! I hate neighbors.
