My mother, Daddy, and Grammie were all sound asleep in
Then I noticed an unfamiliar shadow down the road. Is it a
post with a cat or owl on it, or is it just a dark area? It might be the figure
of a man, but it’s so indistinct that I can’t make it out. Now I hear dogs
barking far away.
There were ghostly long shadows lying across the street and
moving up the road toward the house. From that point on every sound and movement seemed to follow in perfect sequence. What was that noise? Is it a branch scraping, or a prowler trying to pry in? In the garage, a gas can expands with a dent. Mommy and Daddy are asleep and can’t hear. But if it were a prowler, how could he get in? The doors are locked, and the dog would bark.
I felt relieved for a minute. That’s right; he would bark.
But what if he’s asleep in the other room or even worse maybe the prowler
knocked the dog out?
A sudden fear gripped me. I stood there tensely watching the
door almost waiting for the first turning of the doorknob.