Scarred For Life
Ear pressed to the wall, Max held up a hand to silence Gertrude. He concentrated, trying to hear who the mysterious couple in the other apartment were conversing with. Either they knew someone might overhear them and opted to be cryptic, or Max needed a refresher course in English. Gertrude stood in the doorway, hands resting on ample hips, as she scowled at him. “Max, stop snooping on the neighbors.” “Loose lips sink ships.” “The war is over, darling.” “Can’t…