take a walk

Slipping quietly from his bedroom, Steve grabbed a pair of sweat pants from the laundry, and went out onto the front porch. It was late and there was no motion on the street of his quiet neighborhood. "Maybe a walk will do me good," he thought as he moved down the steps and out onto the sidewalk.

He headed down the street past where Colleen lived, and noticed a flickering of lights in the bedroom of her home.