Voyeur gets spied on by neighbor’s daughter

It’s 4:17 AM and I’m lying here in bed on my back pitching tent listening to the Loons on the lake tuning up for the day. It’s mid-summer and the transition from total darkness to the gray of early dawn has started but sunrise is still forty-five minutes away. I should roll over and go back to sleep but like so many mornings I’m reliving the best and worst day of my life and one part flows mercilessly into the other. One can’t be relived without the other. They are contiguous in my mind because they happened that way in … Read more