Watching a Friend
Bored, Amy put on a summer skirt, a light blouse and sandals and left her apartment. She started walking to Renee's house. The evening enveloped her like a silk robe. Light breezes blew and lifted her hem now and again. Amy smiled. Renee's house was a cute little bungalow with a fenced back yard and a gazebo perfect for sitting outdoors on warm summer nights. Amy hoped that Renee would be home and interested in splitting a bottle of wine, gossiping, and maybe playing some cards. Twenty minutes...