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You can hear that, can't you?  Honestly, if that's Wilson - I don't...It's really not amusing, I will have to make that very clear to him, I'm sure he wouldn't do it if he knew how it upsets me.  Sometimes he has a such an adolescent sense of humor.  Oh my, it's getting louder.  It's very silly of me, I know, to be afraid.  Not that I'm really afraid...My nerves have been a bit on edge lately - I'm sure it's from spending too much time with that gossipy Britt Genesse.  How she insinuated herself into my life, I don't know.  I think I'm just too kind-heart -

Oh, it's a horrible sound!  Please, could you contact someone for me?  Our phone doesn't seem to work - There's a terrible storm outside...That must be what it is, a cat trying to get in at the window.  We don't believe in those cell phones, they're so plebian.  Honestly, I don't believe that most of the people you see with them are actually talking to anyone, they just want to impress you.  I wouldn't mind having one now though, I have to confess.

Please, could you send someone here?  Oh, I hear someone now - is that the door?  I can't

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Maybe it's the time of day, that in-between time when it's still light, but the color is fading...At any rate, my eyes aren't what they used to be.  Not that I have any trouble driving, I'm an excellent driver and have the unblemished record to prove it.  But honestly, sometimes they do play tricks.  

Yesterday as I was driving home from work I was slowing down near the intersection of Main and Great Road.   I happened to glance in the rear view mirror, I think I often do that at stoplights...I couldn't really make out the face of the person in the car behind me.  Well, I could and I couldn't.  The thing is, there were reflections on the windshield, and of course I don't keep my rear window as clean as I should.  I swear, though, for a moment what I saw was a grey, elongated face, or at least what used to be a face:  There were dark holes where the eyes should have been, and the mouth was another dark hole, rounded and open...Honestly, I did quite a double take.  But then I could see that the person at the wheel was wearing  a hood, you know, one of those "hoodie" things, I think they call them.  And maybe dark glasses.  It did give me a start, though.  And I was so distracted that I missed my turn and ended up getting a little lost - which was very hard to explain to Ben when I got home - How could I have gotten lost so close to home?