I could hear hurried rustling. Then a boy called out, “Go away!” Exactly what my friend’s son would say. I sighed in relief. I had the right house after all.
I knocked again.
An exasperated female voice called out, “Well, open the door and find out who it is!”
The door cracked open a bit. Two eyes peered out.
“Who is it?”
The two eyes squinted hard at me.
“It’s an old lady!” He called back.
Wait! When did that happen?
Damn my GPS.