I was relaxing in the backyard just now, lightly slumbering. I began to have the oddest feeling that someone was watching me. The yard is enclosed, however. What could have produced this irrational feeling, this tension in my blood?
I wandered into the yard. Then I saw—it. What manner of thing could this be?
My fence had grown a face! And it was watching me, studying me. Was it making plans? Would they be to my benefit or to my detriment? My God, Who reigns in heaven and on earth, what have I gotten myself into?
