The Party

The party

When they invited us to that party I was very surprised. These people had always given us the cold shoulder. For years they had remained aloof in their luxurious villa, having their own private parties, and dancing the night away on the great veranda. We were next door neighbours and from my window I often saw the guests arrive in their BMWs, Mercedes and Volvos.

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