The girls began to think he was stalking them. At night, a car would often stop on the gravel road out front of their house, hidden by the tall corn. It was easy to hear the movement of cars on the gravel from a distance on an otherwise quiet summer night. The car and driver would sit in idle a while, and later drive off slowly, Night after night. They could sometime even see the headlights through the corn.

 

Then, one night the idling car engine stopped and the lights turned off. This went on for a while, night and after night. 

 

 

The girls did not like this new development, but they liked their cute log cabin in the country and planned to stay. However, they soon changed their minds.  

 

One night the car slowly rolled to a halt on the gravel road. It idled a while, then the engine was turned off, but the headlights stayed on. Then the headlights went off and the car door opened and shut. They thought they could hear footsteps in the gravel, but they were so busy gathering up pillows and blankets and heading out the back door, running as fast as their legs would carry them into the darkness of the woods, that they couldn’t be sure.

      

They spent the night in the woods, and the next day they moved out. Back to town, back to civilization. The appeal of country living had worn off.

 

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