Jon-Wood

Disclaimer: The following advice represents the opinions of One Nitpicky Guy. Readers should accept or reject it as they please. Jen opened her door and stepped out into the night. "Hello?" she called. "Anyone out here?" The trees rustled, blocking the streetlight. She mused that she had told Chris to cut them back, but nooo, he just said he'd get to it. Someday. She pulled her handgun from her coat pocket, flicked on the flashlight, and panned it around the yard. Nothing. She wondered what had made the noise. With her left hand, she reached for the porch light, tightened the bulb. Nope, she thought, still out. But she decided not to sti