See Me (Part 1 of 2)
An older married woman invites eighteen-year-old Tate to look and touch.
When I knocked on Myra's front door that morning in late July, I got no answer. Her car was in the driveway, so I knew she was home. Every week at around this time, I showed up to mow her lawn. Her husband was very particular about the yard work, but I hadn't received a message from him about what he wanted done today. Last week, he'd mentioned he would soon be out of town on business, and I figured that was probably the...