[It was mid afternoon when Jack first heard rumblings from his upstairs guest. He had already fed the animals this morning...and tended to his vegetables and fruit trees. A little pruning is all...they didn't need much this time of year.

It seemed timing was on his side, though, as clouds had gathered and rain had started to fall just as he was finishing. It was nice...relaxing..and the cloud cover made the sun less glaring. A win, win overall.

Work done, Jack had gone back into the house. He was presently seated at the kitchen table reading a magazine he had picked up in town and was nursing a hot cup of black coffee.

He turned his attention back to the paper. He was sure his house guest would be down soon enough.]