8. The Neighbours
He was happily still alone after walking down the road a ways and turning into Ginger and Chris’s property. Two high, irregular fences formed of mismatched driftwood and rough planks made adequate deer barriers for their two gardens but also formed a slightly intimidating gauntlet of a driveway into their property. Two dogs inside the trailer were alarmed; their ruckus was loud and energetic. When he walked past the view windows at the end of the dated, rusty-green, single-wide trailer, both incensed Airedales stood up to place their front paws on the inside window ledge. When they saw Ethan, their distress intensified to a ferocious display. Both dogs pawed at the windows. A large woman with long, auburn hair appeared behind them. “Mercy. Mercy. MERCY!” She wrapped her
