My Five Year Old Asked About A Man Who Visits At Night And I Set Up A Camera

the question. I followed her down the hall and she grabbed the door handle with both hands and threw it open with the full force of a child who has never learned to do anything at half intensity.

The shriek she let out was loud enough that I heard the neighbor’s dog start barking two houses down.

“MR. TOM!”

Benjamin stood on the porch in the afternoon continue reading …