Old man Stories

This is kind of a fantasy I've had for a week now since I recently moved to my new apartment. Every night for the past week I’ve been getting home late from work. The courtyard in front of my apartment is always frightfully quiet and serene. I can hear the sounds of crickets cooing and waves lapping on the nearby shore in the distance. The lights to my walkway are faded at best which makes it that much easier to notice wh...