Chapter 33
Benjamin Wilcox yawned as he stepped out of his home into the already warm early morning air.
It was a little after 5 am, and the temperature was already 74 degrees. It would be close to 100 again today.
The sun had only started to reduce the darkness of the night as the elderly man started heading down the street on foot, as he did several times a week. He turned on to Grove Street and, right on time, he saw the door to a house he was approaching open, and a woman about his age emerged.
Seeing her brought an unconscious smile to his face.
He waited as she approached. “Good morning Peg,” he said.
With a smile of her own, Peggy Brill fell into step next to him, and the two continued down the street.
As the pair took their first steps, Peggy gently pressed her shoulder agai
