You surprised me.

I'd settled in this sleepy shore town a few years ago. Teaching at the local community college and generally living the easy life. Of course summer was a bit busier as the houses filled up with guests and people flocked to the beaches. I didn't mind as it helped to keep things fresh.

Or at least I thought I didn't mind until two years ago. The couple across the way up and moved and the folks who bought the place decided to rent it out. Where summer was once a time to recharge my batteries, when the first share group moved in I decided to spend way more time at a favorite coffee shop.

That July saw way too many sleepless nights as the parties raged. It wasn't that they were loud - just louder than I was used to in this quiet community. I didn't say anything for fear of being that boring old guy across the street. And once summer ended the people who came through were, for the most part, quiet.

But then June hit again and I was waiting to see what the warmer months would have in store. When I saw you, young and cute, moving in a week ago, I was fearing the worst. But it seemed that you were content to just pass the days relaxing in the sun, reading books, and generally enjoying the beach not one hundred steps from your front door.

Like I said, you surprised me.

I kept waiting for something to change - something to disturb the peace and nothing ever did. Until this morning when for some reason you decided to knock on my door.

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