This afternoon, someone came to our front door, knocking loudly. Considering what we're used to from that other town, we were terrified. It turns out it was just two of the neighbours, coming to wish us welcome to the new place. They brought a plant in a pot. Now we've met all the neighbours out here and they're all very nice. As are the people in this new town.
It almost makes me cry, thinking we should have moved years ago. Then maybe this wouldn't have been 'too little, too late' for us.
I'd forgotten there were nice people in this world. Damn that other town and above all the people there. I hope they get what they deserve some day.