Something Happens Beforehand

It was shortly after 6AM when I was awakened by the doorbell. I had no idea of who it could be at this hour. Usually I would have been quite upset by being awakened at this time but today I had not been asleep. In fact I had hardly got some shuteye at all. The breakfast meeting with Sandra had made me tossing and turning.

The doorbell rang again.

I pulled some jeans on over the boxers I was wearing in bed, and last night?s t-shirt from the top of the laundry pile, and headed for the door. On my way I took a minor leap over the dog basket in which Paige was sleeping. Paige was a heavy sleeper and the doorbell hadn't budged her.

The doorbell rang for the third time. Whoever was on the other side of my door was getting obnoxious. If it were one of those bloody religious kooks again I would really make sure they never visited me again.

I answered the door and on the other side I could see something I had not expected.