ankewehner

One thing Penny enjoyed about working late was the streets being mostly empty while she walked home. The lights brightened when she approached, and dimmed behind her, and crickets sang in the mild air. It was hard to tell if the occasional rustle in the public greenery was a bird or rodent, but it added interest, and low traffic Penny didn’t get odd looks from fellow humans when she peered in the shrubs to try to spot the animal. One particularly loud noise, suggesting a thrush’s stirring twigs, caught Penny’s attention. Her head snapped around and she caught sight of something bright in a dog rose bush, flapping erraticall