Some Kind of HeroChapter 54
It was the middle of June and it was a busy day. It began with my usual run of the property line, which my eyes now tried digesting with security in mind. I considered what it would do to the scenery if I had a security fence put in. I knew that a fence would be as much a sign of something valuable as anything else, but it was also a good way to discourage most intruders. I was starting to feel paranoid about my concerns. I had oven baked french toast for breakfast, courtesy of a pan Mrs....