Ben heard a sound on the door and listened again. This time more carefully.
The person knocked the second time.
He wasn’t expecting a visitor this Sunday morning. And no one had visited him before on Sunday morning if he could remember.
People went to church at this time and there was nobody he could imagine behind the door; oh, he just remembered, he could imagine his neigbour knocking on the door.
She just packed in a few days ago, and to his surprise, they had been tagging along. Unlike before, he didn’t have time for women and would find it difficult to make friends with them. After some pressure from his family regarding marriage, he decided to be less focused on his job and have more time for life and its pleasures.
But he should be the one to find this treasure, not the other way around. Ever since this lad parked in, she had been looking for his trouble.
