We have lived in our neighborhood for six months.
In that time, we have at least seen all of the neighbors who live in our row.
Except one. But there's a reason for that.
Some of our neighbors are normal folk; they have jobs at restaurants, bars, schools, corporations.
One of our neighbors never seems to leave the house. He doesn't collect his mail. He doesn't make noise next door. He doesn't have people over. He is No.5.
No. 1 doesn't exist.
At all.
At least, not the way the rest of us do.
No. 1 is a secret agent. No. 1 has a house. The house has a garage. No one and nothing goes in or out. No. 1 never collects the mail. No. 1 doesn't put out any trash. No 1 does have a wreath on the front door.
We hope that No. 1 is still alive.
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