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wondering why he had such an effect on her since they had barely had a full conversation.
    Zoe leaned back in the bathtub after another long day and allowed the warm water to gently ease her tight, sore muscles and she exhaled a sigh of relief. She closed her eyes and placed her arms on the sides of the tub, relieving the strain between her shoulders and allowing herself to let go of the tension she had been harboring in her mind. She went through the day-to-day activities that were required of her to sustain her lifestyle such as going to work and paying bills like a good citizen but she felt as if she was still waiting for her life to start. She was still waiting for the day the precursor ended and the main event began.
    The sleeping Labrador was roused from his dreams and sat up with a jerk, looking out of the open bathroom door, ears perked and the hair on his neck raised. Zoe sat up to see if she could hear what had alarmed the dog but assumed that it must be something that only his sensitive ears could hear and therefore probably not much of a threat to her. She laid back in the tub once more, this time fully submersing herself, listening to the sound of her own heart in her ears. A loud crash brought her to a sitting position, staring intently through the door as she reached for her towel. Pulling the drain, she stood up and wrapped the towel above her breasts then stepped out onto the plush blue bathmat that was placed beside the tub. Walking across the cool linoleum, she made the few steps out of the bathroom and into the hall where she called,
    “Hello?” Waiting for an answer, she felt foolish and wondered what she would do if someone actually spoke back to her. She slipped into her bedroom, grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt then throwing them on with haste, hurried into the living room to peer from the front window. She saw no movement and nothing out of the ordinary, so she peeked from the window nearest the kitchen to find nothing there as well. Telling herself that it was the neighborhood dogs again, she walked to the kitchen to check the garbage cans by the back steps. After assuring they were in proper order, she turned and locked the door behind herself before leaning against it with a sigh.
    “Great. That could have been a really nice bath, Homer.” She looked to the curious black lab, who stared back at her with a toothy grin at the mention of his name. She walked to her room and stood on the bath towel that she had left on the floor and slid it down the hall by her foot, wiping up her wet foot prints all the way back to the bathroom. Entering the bathroom, she thought she saw a shadow outside the window but when she peeked through the blinds, once again she was met with nothing unusual. “I need a vacation.”
    She tossed the towel into the hamper and switched off the bathroom light and as the switch clicked, there was a knock on the door that was met by a whooping bellow from Homer. Curious that the canine didn’t give more notice, for he usually alerts her as anyone makes their way up the driveway and onto the property. “Who is it?”
    She called from the middle of the living room, waiting for a response before nearing the door. Given no answer, she called again. This time her query was responded to with,
    “I just need to use a phone, ma’am. My car broke down and my cell phone is dead.” She laughed at her heightened sense of paranoia and walked to the door. She opened it to reveal a man with pale skin and dark eyes and he flashed a pearly white smile. “Good evening. I’m broken down just down the road a way. This is the first house I came to. You’re pretty secluded out here, huh?” Something about him gave her an eerie feeling and even Homer seemed to be on edge by him, but she was drawn to him somehow. Upon second glance, she could have sworn his eyes were dark red.
    “I’ve got neighbors through the woods here and my brothers up the dirt road a piece. I’m not as alone as it