Windows and Fire Alarms
@paintclothes
Leo carries her daughter Alex on her hip, walking over to the kitchen to start making the two breakfast, The four year old continues to sleep on her mother’s shoulder as the sound of their morning ritual starts. Brown eyes look out the window and see Dominick across the way. She lifts her empty hand and gives a wave.
The two hadn’t met face to face but every time they did talk she grew to like him more. He was very kind, and Alex loved showing him her art. It was nice having a neighbor to talk to. Everyone around her avoided the two. Not because they were loud or anything, it was just a building filled with 20 somethings. “Morning Dominick!” Leo smiles over at him after she opens her window.











