Sitting on the single wooden step, she sipped her coffee while the sleepy village around her seemed to yawn and wake itself for another day.The gracious Victorian that had been advertising a room for rent had been a real find, she recalled as her eyes roamed the neighborhood dotted with comfortable-looking homes and well-tended gardens. There were only a few fences for containing pets such as dogs and chickens, and the other day she’d been surprised to find a glorious peacock strutting his stuff a few doors down.Peaceful but humming with the comings and goings of everyday life, it was a far cry from Louisville. And with each passing day, Oaks Crossing appealed to her more and more. If only she could find her way into a job somewhere in the area, she wouldn’t mind staying on past the end of summer.She heard the slap of a neighbor’s screen door and looked over to find an elderly man shuffling down his front walkway with an equally elderly cocker spaniel. The owner noticed her and nodded, giving her a toothless smile that told her he’d forgotten to put his dentures in.
