He sensed a presence and it wasn’t his mother. He caught the car door just before it slammed shut, steadied it, steadied himself, and took a few steps toward the backyard. There was a man with his back to him, younger, longish hair.
Don caught himself before he yelled “Hey!”
The man set something next to the garage and hopped the fence.
Don sprinted throu…
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