He had enough on his plate with his bedridden wife and impending fatherhood.
“Sorry, man, it actually all happened rather quickly, and although I knew she was moving into the subdivision, I didn’t realize she’d be your neighbor until a few days ago.”
“No worries on my end, man,” I assured him. “As long as she’s not throwing ragers and keeping me up all night, we’ll get along fine.”
I was hoping we wouldn’t have much interaction at all, if I was honest.
“Nah, you don’t have to worry about that. Our Rena is quiet as a church mouse and sweet as a button. She’s managing the art gallery in town, so she’ll be busy getting it ready for the grand opening.”
I nodded, but bit my tongue before commenting on his description of Serena’s character.
“As for the drink, yeah, man, I’m all in. Just let me go grab a quick shower and I’ll be ready to go.”
“Great,” Reardon said with a really happy smile. “I’ll go pop in at Rena’s to see how she’s doing. Want to just grab me over there when you’re ready?”
Although I really didn’t want to, I said, “Sure thing,” then we parted ways and I went inside to wash the stink off.