man who had been financially comfortable for so many years that he no longer had to think about it.
Dennis was not a terrible neighbor.
His lawn was always maintained.
His home was quiet.
He waved when we passed one another.
Once, after a storm sent a large tree branch crashing into my yard, he sent his groundskeeper over to remove it without my asking.
Then his son Kyle returned home from college.
Kyle was twenty-two.
Within two weeks, I understood something about the young man.
Dennis had made a
