August 7, 2008
As I shut the engine off, I stared at the box. The exact size and shape as the other and no identification on it. It could have been the previous one brought back but something in the back of my mind told me that this was another package.
I awoke from my thought as the kids slammed the doors. Grace was on the front porch waiting for us as I got out.
“Grace, has anyone moved in next door?” I asked.
“No honey,” she replied. “There isn’t even a ‘For Sale’ sign.”
“I noticed a box sitting on their porch.”