Sam squinted as he peered into the shadows next to his shed. Despite being told he was seeing things by his mom, he knew something was out there. His only problem was how could he find out without chasing it off?
Thinking the direct approach would be best, he moved as quietly as possible from the porch and crossed the yard. After raking leaves the previous day, he didn’t have to worry about stepping on anything unexpected.
At reaching the shed, he paused as rustling caught his ears. Without hesitating, he jumped around the corner and into a skunk’s spray.