Nowhere Near Perfect

Crouching, he moved from the deeper shadows, over the hip-high back fence and across the yard, diagonally from the corner to the second window from the left side of the house. Leaning against the siding, he caught his breath and made sure he hadn’t yet been spotted. The window slid open, and he hoisted himself inside without too much noise.

He undressed and tried to sleep. School started in a couple hours.

A note on his pillow startled him and he turned on the lamp to read it, even though he had a pretty good idea what it would say.

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