The long wait

The rest of the afternoon seems to drag on, you don't know where your confidence came from but you're surprised by how well you took control of the situation. You debate screwing with your family but in the end you just wait until it's suitably dark outside. You get dressed in a pair of sweat pants, a hoodie and cover up as you head out into the night. Your dad's glued to the TV and doesn't seem to hear the click of the front door closing behind you. You check the surrounding windows as you make your way to Miss Jenkins house, prying neighbours would be the end of this little charade. Just as you're approaching the gate you spot a face in a window opposite Miss Jenkins - Miss Palmers. She's a nosy bitch and you can see she's looking straight at you from the corner of your eye.