Deep Calls to Deep: The Insistent Neighbor

It was a summer scorcher. I was mowing my lawn and racing to finish it. As I dumped the last bag of grass and prepared to clean up around the house, I felt as if someone was staring at me. I subtly looked over my shoulder and saw my neighbor standing in his driveway with his hands on his hips and staring at me. 

I went about my business as if I did not see him. But as I continued to clean up, it became obvious he was still staring. So I looked at him and politely waved without taking off my h...