I was suspicious of a person who was standing out the door, knocking once and then stopping. I was alone in the house so I pretended not to be there. My heart was thumping so hard. I was thinking of a thief or a really bad guy, like a psycho or something… Good thing my sister went home early. It was the guy from the rubber stamps store that she ordered from delivering the stamps for her. Turned out he had an armful of deliveries and could only knock briefly. Me and my imagination!
Taking it one day at a time.
