A pretty straight forward tale of being the neighbor who knows a woman/children are in an abusive situation and choosing not to get involved. There is guilt along side the decision. I have always liked to think that at some point when the song is over, the neighbor offers some type of help. I had a neighbor in a similar situation (abuse) and when she finally did flee, she took time to thank me. I had not done much, simply said to her one day over morning coffee that when she was ready to go, I would do whatever I could to help. I never demanded details or pushed her; we both knew I could hear the noises across the apartment hallway. When she thanked me months after that comment was made, she said hearing that alone gave her enough strength to prepare her exit.
A pretty straight forward tale of being the neighbor who knows a woman/children are in an abusive situation and choosing not to get involved. There is guilt along side the decision. I have always liked to think that at some point when the song is over, the neighbor offers some type of help. I had a neighbor in a similar situation (abuse) and when she finally did flee, she took time to thank me. I had not done much, simply said to her one day over morning coffee that when she was ready to go, I would do whatever I could to help. I never demanded details or pushed her; we both knew I could hear the noises across the apartment hallway. When she thanked me months after that comment was made, she said hearing that alone gave her enough strength to prepare her exit.