I stopped at the mailboxes, no bills, further cause for celebration. I got back in my wee little car and zipped to my favorite parking space, which was empty and waiting for me. Could the day get any better? I pulled in, noted my neighbor with the big blue balls - the welcome mat states that, I have no personal experience - was home and parked next to me, and since he is really picky about his car, no door dings on that side, for sure. I half walked, half waltzed to my door, thinking about the perfect meal to share with AJ, and just what eveningwear I would choose. I was leaning toward short and sheer, but I might go with long and sophisticated, when everything went to shit. Life can do that. Only takes a second. Leaning against my front door was Joe-the-cop. “Cara, I hope you don’t mind my dropping by.” “Actually, I do. They have a new invention Joe, it’s called a telephone, it’s all the rage in Europe, you should try using it before just showing up at someone’s house.”
