That peacefulness along Beacon Cove was strongly suggestive. There was no mistake. Since the development thirty-five years ago it had been the same. Almost never pedestrian traffic. Occasional dog walkers, mostly older men waiting on the ends of leashes over dawdling pets. Across all the balconies over the years, high & low, there may have been appearances a handful of times. Briefest glimpses of figures; never sitting. On the beach side it may have been different, but those prospects soon proved wearing, everywhere. Neat kerbside plantings, clipped lawns, stretched, taut silence. Strongly suggestive of those other yards peopled only sporadically, Mothers’ Days & Easter. Designated grave-cleaning days did not appear on Western calendars. There may have been 30% price differential beachfront and even the strip one block back.
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