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

said, in the perfectly matter-of-fact voice she used when reporting facts she considered well-established. “He checks the window first. Then he talks to me for a bit.”

The bathroom was very quiet. The fluorescent light above the mirror hummed at its usual frequency. Everything in the room was exactly where it had always been.

“He checks the window first,continue reading …