06-21-2018, 10:59 AM
I'm at my old house, taking the garbage down to the curb. It seems to be dusk, but then I hear the garbage truck doing pick-up down the street. Odd. Then I hear what I've come to understand is the Horde, assorted nasty creatures. They're riding the truck, coming right towards my house. They're a loud and unruly bunch, cat-calling and crawling over the outside of the truck. Crap.
I turn tail and sprint for the garage, and realize that my mom has left the doors unlocked. I get inside and lock up quickly. I find my mom and gently scold her for leaving the doors unlocked, telling her that we have to remember it's important to keep things secure, we don't have that luxury anymore of leaving things open and unattended.
We go upstairs and watch for the truck out the master bedroom window.
I turn tail and sprint for the garage, and realize that my mom has left the doors unlocked. I get inside and lock up quickly. I find my mom and gently scold her for leaving the doors unlocked, telling her that we have to remember it's important to keep things secure, we don't have that luxury anymore of leaving things open and unattended.
We go upstairs and watch for the truck out the master bedroom window.