It wasn't enough to hang around in her house, to breathe in the air she breathed, sit on her couch, lie on her bed, get the wedding photos out of her desk drawer and gaze at them, imagining himself in the photos instead of Lucas. After a few visits he began to feel restless. He wanted to see her in the flesh, and he couldn't wait another two days until it was time to mow her lawn again.
Thursday was his rostered night off. He had an early dinner, and as darkness began to fall he left home, ambling along the street as if he were out for an evening stroll. It was a warm night and he was hot by the time he arrived at Olivia's house. The windows were lit up, so she was home.
Benny climbed over the low front fence and crept around to the kitchen window. The window was half open and hiding in
