I'm sorry I haven't posted for a few days. Some days I'm just dead on my feet.
Sorry, just a little zombie humor, there. So yesterday I looked out the window and thought I saw a white van pull into the driveway of the trailer next to ours. I couldn't see it once it was parked, though, because the drive is on the other side of the trailer.
I went outside to investigate.I know I was being stupid, because Mom was at the hospital ministering the sick. So just Gamera and I were at home, and Gamera would probably love it if someone wrapped me in an old rug and threw me in the back of a van. But it was a bright sunny afternoon, so I didn't think they'd try anything. One of my neighbors was out working on his car, also. Besides, I'm the only dead person in the park, so if they had any business here at all, it was with me.
I went down the steps and crossed the space between our yards, trying not to drag-step too much. It's something I've been working on and have been mostly successful, but it is one of those things, like a nervous twitch or expression that I'm sometimes not even aware I'm doing it. But I got to the edge of the trailer and started to peer around the corner when the van kicked into gear and started roaring back down the driveway in reverse.
I got a really good look at the van and the driver. I got a totally clear look at the huge Fed Ex logo on the side. The driveway, when she saw me peeking at her like a moron, even smiled and waved at me.