The knock came on a rainy Tuesday evening just after seven.
At 56, I’d grown used to quiet nights in my little blue house at the end of Maple Street.
Most evenings, the loudest sound was the grandfather clock in my living room reminding me another hour had slipped by.
Three quick raps.
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