The man in blue comes by everyday. He walks in the front yard, steps through the flowerbed. He leaves me things by the front door, but I just throw them away without looking. He thinks he can scare me, intimidate me. Well, he can’t fool me. I know better. So tomorrow I will set a trap for him. I will teach the man that you can’t stalk a person in broad daylight.

Janet doesn’t believe me when I tell her. “It’s just the mailman,” she says.

Yeah, that’s want he wants me to think.