I’m standing in the shower scrubbing my head and singing some silly song when I hear a noise. I peek out the curtain to see who’s around when it dawns on me…I’m the only one home! Suddenly my heart picks up pace and I feel a bit shaky. No one is there but I look again – just to be sure. And then I think, “What if someone really WAS there? What would I do? What would I say? How would I react?” Silly - I know. But have you ever really thought about it? I go back to my hair-washing and realize that the feeling hasn’t left. If my hair wasn’t soaking wet, it would certainly be sticking up on the back of my neck...
Just so you know, that is the end of the story. No one was in the house. It was just me and my over-active imagination. And now you know why I didn’t read Nancy Drew when I was a child.
