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No hesitation.
Just walked in like it was nothing, branches swaying around him.
I sat in the truck for a solid minute, trying to make sense of that.
Thought maybe he was taking a shortcut or didn't want to be seen getting stuff delivered.
People around here are private.
Some don't even want you knowing where they live.
I'd seen weirder.
So I put the truck in gear and started up the path.
The incline was steeper than it looked.
My tires spun a couple times before catching, and I had to swerve slightly to avoid them that crossed one of the tracks.
Trees crowded in on both sides.
The higher I went, the darker it got.
My headlights barely cut through the fog, just lit up a mess of trunks and brambles.
Then the path opened up into a small clearing, and the truck coasted to a stop in front of an older frame house.
It looked abandoned.
Not decaying, not ruined, just left behind.
Boards grey with aged, shadows hanging loose, and a sagging porch that looked one good storm away from collapsing.
There were no lights, no movement, but there was a blue pick apart crooked in the grass, driver's door wide open.
I left the engine running, sat there for a few seconds just staring at the house.
No one came out.