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Strange Interlude
This evening was lovely; temperate and sunny, with gentle breezes. I was pushing Sebastian in his swing when I noticed something odd: a stranger was walking around in our neighbor's yard. He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, had a red shirt hanging out of the back of his jeans, and had black hair and a black mustache. He looked to be about thirty years old.
He was looking around our neighbor's yard in an odd way, as if he were nervous and looking for something. Then he went to their driveway and seemed to be looking in their car. And then, to my amazement, he vaulted the fence and came into OUR yard.
Again, he seemed to be looking around nervously. "Loking for something?" I said to him. Teri came out from the house at the same moment, less than ten feet from him, and said the same thing. She didn't quite make out his answer, but he crossed our yard and climbed over the high fence to our neighbors' parking lot on the other side.
Then he jogged across that lot, and climbed over the NEXT fence. We heard him fall and crash into the trees on the other side; he left his red shirt stuck on the top of that fence.
And then he was gone.
My guess (and Teri's, too) is that he was either being chased by someone, or had stolen something and thought the cops were after him. We never heard or saw any pursuit, though.
Weird!
Oh yes - Sebastian was quite aware and interested in the whole thing. Later, he volunteered his opinion: the "strange man" had lost his home, and was looking for it.
He was looking around our neighbor's yard in an odd way, as if he were nervous and looking for something. Then he went to their driveway and seemed to be looking in their car. And then, to my amazement, he vaulted the fence and came into OUR yard.
Again, he seemed to be looking around nervously. "Loking for something?" I said to him. Teri came out from the house at the same moment, less than ten feet from him, and said the same thing. She didn't quite make out his answer, but he crossed our yard and climbed over the high fence to our neighbors' parking lot on the other side.
Then he jogged across that lot, and climbed over the NEXT fence. We heard him fall and crash into the trees on the other side; he left his red shirt stuck on the top of that fence.
And then he was gone.
My guess (and Teri's, too) is that he was either being chased by someone, or had stolen something and thought the cops were after him. We never heard or saw any pursuit, though.
Weird!
Oh yes - Sebastian was quite aware and interested in the whole thing. Later, he volunteered his opinion: the "strange man" had lost his home, and was looking for it.