A man roams his land and home on a restless, chilly autumn evening, not remembering how he got to his garden in just his robe and slippers. Frost and twilight drive him back toward the warmth of his bed, and his sleeping wife.
This seemingly timeless tale would be a perfect fireside ghost story to share. A few details of the emergence of the horseless carriage and distant rumors of the flight of those Wright brothers are interesting but trivial. The man's inner dialogue seems stilted at times, for a simple farmer at the turn of the last century.
Deceptive, the quiet manner in which this story carefully places its little details to lure the reader along. Just enough is revealed to spark the imagination of the gruesome possibilities.
[3 of 5 Stars!]