It was a sunny afternoon in Buckman, and I was trying take a nap before work. I climbed into my van through the back door, assembled my bed, popped open the back windows, and settled in for a siesta.
“Hey Kathy!” said a voice nearby. “The ivy on your trellis looks great!”
Just a neighbor saying hi, I thought. No need for alarm. I generally slept with the windows shut, but I got clam...