A Knock on the Door.

We’ve all made adjustments to our lives recently. But, my routine morning is to get the paper from the driveway through the garage. No adjustment there. My wife said often, “just use the front door”. But I never do.

So today, I’ve got my paper the usual way and sat to drink my first cup.

After a few pages my wife, Sue, awakes and sits down to check her phone activity. I get up to get my second cup and glance at the side light at the front door.

A long black slithery thing catches my eye.

I hear a little thump at the door. Let’s call it a knock, like the title says. Wow! Is the only word for the event taking place.

Here’s the rest of the story.
Good day!