Coming home from college to a big block party was not entirely unexpected. Our little cul de sac always found reasons to throw a party. Whether it be Christmas, New Year’e Eve, 4th of July, or you know Friday. Apparently, the couple next to us had retired and decided to move closer to their kids and new grandson, which was news to me. And now we had new neighbors, Jason and Emily Smith. Jason was a tall well built man and I could tell he was a very orderly sort of person. Slick hair, ironed shirt and pants and when we shook hands he gave me a brief smile that didn’t reach his eyes and kind of wandered about but never looking into mine. It looked to me like sort of a front, looking like he was enjoying himself but wanting to get out of there as soon as he could. Emily on the hand was a sight to behold. She was on the shorter side with medium length dark hair and a bright smile, though that was not the first feature of hers to catch my eye. She had on a dark blue dress with flower print with a low cut in the front that should good amount of cleavage but not so much to look too exposed. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek and pulled me in for a quick hug and immediately the scent of lilac wafted into my nostrils giving me a sense of summer.