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We came up with a plan. Not a good one, but nothing I said persuaded her to just run.
The man pulled a pair of small bolt cutters from his backpack. He squatted, working to cut the padlock on the shed door.
I crawled along the hedge to get parallel with the deep end of the pool. She crawled the other way—towards the shallow end nearest the house.
She stepped into a wedge of streetlight, standing tall.
"Hey, big guy," she called. "Stealing isn't nice, you know."
The burglar whirled and stood.
"Well, look at you," he said. "We got some kind of hippie nudist here. Hands up, missy."
"You serious?" she said, holding her arms out from her sides. "Think I'm hiding a gun somewhere?"
He began walking towards her along the side of the pool. "Don't get smart, girl. And stay right there……
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