I live in a townhouse complex where the walls are paper-thin. My neighbors, Diane and her husband, fight constantly. It’s not just yelling; I’ve heard things smash against our shared wall, followed by dead silence. Their son, Mateo, is about seven. He’s a sweet, shy kid who barely speaks. He also seems to be the clumsiest child on the planet....
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