Nice Neighbours
I moved into my aunt‘s old house. Why not! I had just taken a new job in this town and needed a place to stay. And my aunt had just moved into a retirement home and her big wish was that I should take care of the house after all. It was a semi-detached house from the 1930s in the leafy suburbs. And since I went to work by car anyway, I didn’t mind that I had a longer way to get to my company. I was now working at the headquarters of a corporation as a marketing manager. On … Read more