Every night, Wyatt and I go for a "walk" before dinner and bath time. It's usually around 8PM or so. Tonight, we were walking (which really means Wyatt cruises around everyone's yards messing up their landscaping LOL) and we were 2 houses west of ours when an older pickup truck headed toward us.
Now our street is super busy, so a truck coming at us isn't a big deal.
But this particular truck was driving west on the wrong side of the street (the side WE were on!), right up next to the gutter. AND its engine and lights cut off right next to our house. It continued to coast toward where Wyatt and I were with the engine cut off, and my "somethin' ain't right" alarm started going off. I scooped Wyatt up and kept watching, ready to run if anything started going down.
At this point I still thought maybe it was a friend of the guy who lives at the house we were at stopping by in an odd way. But the driver just sat in the truck. So I wanted out of there.
I had to walk right by the truck to get back to my house. So I walked by and said "Are you having car trouble?", figuring I'd at least let him know I see him if he is up to no good. I was so scared walking by that truck - scared that he had a gun or would try to grab Wyatt. There was a very skanky looking girl in there with him.
He answered "Yeh, we're out of gas."
I said "Oh man, that sucks" and kept walking. He stayed in his truck parked there. I kept walking and went PAST our house, not wanting him to see where we live. Then when I got to the dark area past our house, I cut into the yard.
When we went out of sight, he started the truck and left!
I thought he was out of gas!
Anyway, something DEFINITELY was up. Not sure if we were part of it, or if we just happened to be there, but now I am freaking out a little and am going to be scared to go to sleep.
Crystal
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