Crawl (Part 1 of 2)
A lapse in judgment leaves Bill at the mercy of a younger woman.
That Saturday afternoon, I had the house to myself, which was something of a rare occasion now that my daughter and her roommate were staying with me. They'd temporarily moved in after a summer storm did some damage to their apartment building. I enjoyed having my daughter, Olivia, back under my roof. At twenty-three, she'd returned to her hometown after graduating college, and her apartment was just ten minutes from my h...