"Mphm, I'm awake," Stephen grunted.

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"Looks like you have a new neighbor," Grace pointed out, pressing her finger against the gla.s.s.

Stephen looked in the direction she was pointing. Sure enough, a small moving truck was backing carefully into the driveway at a house in their neighborhood. It was just across the street, two houses down, and close enough to watch.

"About time that house sold," replied Stephen. "It's been on the market forever."

"Just a tiny little house," Grace noted.

She wasn't wrong. Whereas most of the houses in the neighborhood were far from palaces, this one in particular was built decades ago, for a very small family. It was only one floor, a single story, with no additions, or a garage. In today's world, it would barely be appropriate for one or two people.

Stephen watched as the door to the U-Haul opened, and out popped a single man. From what he could see, he guessed possibly forties for his age. His head was completely bald, but it looked to be by choice, instead of by circ.u.mstance. His bronzed skin indicated some type of darker ancestry, and Stephen's first guess would have been Latin, or maybe Mediterranean.

What was most noticeable about the man was the very prominent scowl he wore as he opened up the back of the truck.

"He doesn't look happy," said Grace, picking up on his facial expression as well.

"Well, moving is never a fun thing to do. Especially by yourself," replied Stephen.

They watched for a few more moments before Grace finally got up, giving herself a long stretch after sitting for so long against the cramped window sill. Stephen quickly followed her lead, getting up and dropping off the wrapped blanket back on his bed. On his way, he stepped over his duffel bag, which was already packed and ready to go for this weekend. He wouldn't need much to attend his cousin's wedding. Apart from his suit, he really just needed a change of clothes and some fresh underwear.