Jo. Tuesday, 10:10

I'm writing.

They started walking again, in silence. They rounded the field and started down a shady stretch of redwood trees.

"What about Mrs Hodges?" asked Margaret. "What is going on with her? I haven’t seen her for days. Have you looked in on her at all?"

Carol looked at her with amusement. "So you’re spying too!"

Margaret scoffed. "Well at least I don’t actually go into the houses, do I? But of course, I look to see who is out in the neighborhood. It’s what neighbors do, even when they don’t know each other. But Mrs Hodges is elderly and I worry."

"I’ve only seen her asleep. A couple of days ago."

Margaret stopped on the path again, and faced Carol. "Let’s spy on her," she said. "You can show me how."

"Uh… okay. I’ll show you."