It's a chilly evening, even for summer. Even for summer in this climate. It's cooler than places farther south, but usually warmer this time of year. Not that Lana was complaining. Not at all. She liked it cold. She liked to curl up in blankets on her couch and drink hot cocoa. She couldn't watch snow, though. It wasn't THAT cold. But she did watch a "Christmas in July" marathon on some TV channel. It was currently showing Charlie Brown's Christmas. The sap that she was, she always cried when they sang around the little Christmas tree.<br/><br/>She'd never know someone has come to her door unless they knocked. She lived about a 5 minute drive from town. It was perfectly quiet. And that's how she preferred it. Away from the noise. Away from anyone. She worked in town and she socialized in town, but she liked knowing she could go somewhere to be perfectly alone. Where she could bum out all day or actually sit writing poems or some short story.<br/><br/>She had a couple of real jobs. She was a substitute at the schools. There were enough children that they didn't need to put them all in a one-room school house, but there was only one elementary, one middle and one high school. There was a tiny community college but mostly it was equipped so students could do distance learning. Others went away to college.<br/><br/>She sniffed and changed the channel. She never did like the stop-motion movies. She found a corny romantic comedy on a family channel, shouted with enthusiastic glee as she hopped up to make a bag of microwave popcorn hoping it'd be done before the commercial was over.