He stood at his window and gasped as he saw the light come on next door. The girl stood in the window, and she was beautiful. Her hair, he could now see, was red, a gorgeous deep red. He stepped back hiding himself slightly behind the window frame. He didn’t think she could see him there in the dark, but the slight shame he felt at his voyeurism forced the reaction. He watched as she appeared to pace back in forth in front of the window. He wondered what she was doing, she appeared to be doing everything, and nothing at all. One moment she picked up a piece of clothing that he couldn’t make out and appeared to be folding it. The next moment she appeared to be lost in her thoughts…looking for something.
The Witches Next Door Scene 26
