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Silence. Knuckles on the glass pane. Repeat. Pull my feet closer inside the blanket. A slight rustle and footsteps on the porch. Maybe he’ll try a window next. Theres one right in front. Close my eyes tight and wish me invisible. Knuckles, incessantly, for 23 minutes. Footsteps. The engine revs up. Knuckles softly tap my head. I turn and blush. I wince. Wish he’d walk away from my head ...