I usually get up late on Saturday.
It was the beginning of the week-end and I like to relax.
But on that particular Saturday two months ago I had to get out of bed at 6:00 AM.
Terrible sounds of sirens and horns came from the street straight into my room.
I walked over to the window to see what had happened.
Two cars had crashed on the corner near the bakery.
Lots of angry people screamed and shouted at each other.
So he brought out coffee and cookies for everyone
"What a nice neighbor!" , I thought.
I smiled to myself and went back to bed. What an exciting neighborhood!