Chapter 2: Being NeighbourlyDavid’s pulse started ringing in his ears as he saw the man walking down his driveway. He can’t come now. People couldn’t drop in unannounced whenever they felt like it. David watched as he came closer, one step at a time. He could hear the gravel crunch through the window—or maybe that was only in his head. What should I do? Pretend I’m not home? But that would only make him come back later. No, he needed to be polite without giving him the impression he wanted to be friends. David knew how to be charming, he’d practised it a lot.
He went to the door and waited for the man to either ring the bell or knock. He hoped he would knock, the shrill ring of the doorbell would disturb the peace. Only a madman would use the bell.
Trying hard to ignore the way his heart
