C30 SNEAKING BACK IN

I drove from her house and parked a couple of blocks away on a side street where my car wouldn’t be recognized. I sat in the car, heart racing, for about 20-minutes. I knew what I was planning was dangerous, but I couldn’t help it.

I walked back to the house, snuck around to the back, and over to the side door on the lower level. If it was locked, Cindy didn’t want me sneaking into her room