"Where is Mr. Coleman?" she asked obviously expecting to find him lying in my hammock instead of me. "He doesn't have the whole story," she screamed.
By this time, I was quickly making my way towards her. As I drew closer, I held out my hands to help calm her. The heat from the afternoon sun was partly to blame for her fainting right there in my yard. She landed with the thump of deadweight hitting the brick pathway hard. A cloud of dust from her faded sundress rose around her body and drifted in the marsh breeze.
At that moment, I had the strangest sensation that I was being watched. I looked down at this young girl at my feet and then I glanced around seeing no one. Shadows danced behind the tall wooden fence. I stopped and stared. I was sure I had seen the shadow of someone, not just the trees over head. All I really knew was that I needed to get her out of the sun quickly."
-exerpt from The Visitor
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