Tag: intruder

  • Muggy

    The entrance hall was muggy as if the front door had been left open all night long.  The front door I knew I had locked before I went to sleep.  I knew what it was like to have a stranger come into the house in the middle of the night.  I have never quite gotten over the…

  • Mr. Cunningham

    I always knew my neighbor wasn’t fond of me, but I could never figure out exactly why.  He never smiled, never waved, never called hello when we were in the front yard at the same time.  I knew I hadn’t done anything wrong due to the fact we had never had the opportunity to engage with each…