...espite the darkness. The neighborhood was very safe, and he knew the layout of the park like the back of his hand.
It was a calm night, hardly a breeze, and the sky was as clear as he'd seen in a long time. A cool stone bench in the back corner of the playground invited him to lay down. Timmy placed his hands beneath his head and stared up into the night sky. From this vantage point, he had a sweeping view of the park, so no one could possibly approach without him seeing or hearing something.
A girl jogged past his house. A pizza delivery scooter zoomed in the opposite direction. An elderly couple were walking their dog. Another girl jogger stopped beneath the street light closest to his home, to tie her shoelaces. Timmy sat up when he noticed her shoulder length brown hair. Lia? Nah, he thought, she doesn't jog. And when the girl stood up again, he knew it wasn't her. This one had a rack on her that looked like it had its own gravitational pull. It was an exaggeration, of course, but Lia was nowhere near that big! He blinked his eyes, and she was gone already. Damn, she was fast!
Timmy lay back down once more to contemplate Lia's mysterious message, closing his eyes for a minute. He felt the bench rock slightly and sat up quickly. There at his feet sat the female jogger.
"Whoa!" He pulled his legs up.
"Sorry," the girl smiled, ...