Ella couldn’t believe Rome was crossing her yard. How brave must he be to dare climb over the tall barrier in the wall and make his way through rows of hedges and bushes as well. She muttered to herself, “My goodness!” watching him cross toward the yard.
Resting her head on her hand, she considered what she should do. If she opened the window, she’d have to shout to him, but that wasn’t feasible. She could wake up everyone in the house doing that.
As he began to disappear from view below her, under the smaller roofs that jutted off the second story, Ella mumbled, “Rome? Rome? Where did you go, Rome?” He was completely hidden from her sight now. Surely, he wasn’t about to try to climb up here, was he? Could he do that? What would happen if he did?
She’d never tried to open the window bef
