Why are you here?
Steve opened his front door to go and check his mail, and he grabbed Peggy’s leash. He attached it to her collar and walked her outside.
“Ready for a walk, girl?” he scratched behind her ears.
As he walked outside, he looked around the front of his cabin, as he always does. The dirt driveway up to his cabin was not that long but had a sharp curve back to the left behind a wall of trees which helped offer some concealment. He began to jog with Peggy down the dirt path, and as he approached the end where the mailbox was he heard a car door closing.
Steve slowed to a very slow but tactical walk. He walked up to the trees and peeked through, hoping to see who ever this was.
“Can I help you?”










