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I leave my cat to enjoy his treat and put my shoes in the hall closet My father put a lot of work into updating the house over the years For twenty years the original homeowners operated a dairy farm on the south side of the property They farmed tobacco and had an apple orchard too When the old man passed away the as all that was left Her sons had passed away years before and my father had worked for them She told my dad that he could buy it if he proave his word and now I’ it

“House is clear I don’t think he’ll bother you tonight He’s probably holed up soive you et scared whatever Give ain You own a gun?”

I shake my head

“You should get one”

“Okay” The sensation of soraves washes over me and I shiver

“You got a pen…paper?”

“Yeah There’s a pad in the kitchen Through here” I lead hi room to the alcove between it and the kitchen that houses a stool and telephone

Jagger’s brows arch “A rotary?”

“My dad was old fashioned” I shrug and he scrawls his phone number on the pad of post its

“All right You good?”

“Yeah I’as money for the ride?”

He scoffs “Darlin’, I’ood but don’t offendcare of never pays”

“Sorry”

“No need to apologize I’ll see myself out but lock all your doors I checked your s, they’re all good”

“I will Thanks again”