It's at the heart of everything holy, the core of the message of single phrase,

love thy neighbor, to which we might add,

woe to him or her who learns to hate instead, as you're about to discover.

Once upon a time and had paradise by the golden Pacific up a quiet private road

among the canyons of Carmel, lived three fine people and they were bright and

loved and likeable and accomplished.

The idealistic engineer, the crusading defense attorney, the caring nurse,

who could imagine what these three neighbors were capable of?

Love thy neighbor, there would be blood.

The private driveway was leafy, secluded, quiet.

Over a bridge it went, then wound past and under the old oak and sycamore up the side of the canyon.

And second from the top were two, called them grown-up hivvies, two soulmates,

Mel and Elizabeth, the Grimes.

It was kismet that they found one another after two failed marriages each.

And Mel, who brought Elizabeth up to his uniquely funky utopia,

love among the rustling bees, the tuna wild birds, and winchhymes.

And they were just really happy, it was crazy, it was seeing them together constantly always holding hands.

Tom Ellington-Will's is Elizabeth's son.

He instantly liked his mother's new suitor when she introduced them.

He was just a really cool mellow guy, you know, and had a real good head on his shoulders.

Mel grew up on a surfboard in the moderate bay, became a defense attorney,

ran marathons, got involved with the moderate blues festival.

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