I Panicked When I Found A Biker Sleeping On My Porch Until I Saw The Note In His Hand!
The 5:00 AM light was a bruised purple, the kind of cold dawn that makes you want to retreat back into the warmth of sleep. I had stepped out onto the porch in my slippers to retrieve the newspaper, but my foot caught on something heavy and yielding. I nearly tumbled over a man curled … Read more