10
CASPAR
I arrived at Theo's house early, but no one was stirring. I had been a bit overeager, I realized. Perhaps I should have set a time with Theo, or given him my cell phone number. Though my cell phone was once again in need of a charge. I should have brought it with me. At least I had brought clothes this time. I shifted and dressed in the woods and then sat cautiously on the padded patio bench. None of the chairs looked wide enough to fit me, and all of them raised questions about their sturdiness.
I let my mind drift while I waited, and some time later, as the sun peeked over the trees and warmed the air, I scented coffee beans and fresh blueberries. I stood, opened the screen door with a creak, and knocked softly on the back door.
Theo opened it, blinking sleepily, his hair m
