Just as we were going to be last night Daddy said
Who's that out there?
Who's that out there?
I looked out the window and in the darkness saw George sitting not far from our step. I didn't think too much of it, it was a warm night, but this morning I saw him again sitting out the front and asked him if he had been there all night.
His answer was yes, he said he wanted to make sure I was OK through the night and that the word on the street was that I was next on Foxy's list.
