You always got sad in the winter months, sad that you were far away from family, sad that you alone on Christmas. But this winter was different, this winter you were getting little notes in your mailbox and flowers on your doorstep. You didn’t know if you had a stalker or a secret admirer but is there really a difference? You weren’t being hurt or threatened so for now you just appreciated the affection, that was until you came home one night to find a note on your kitchen counter. This was less sweet now and more scary, but after that note they started appearing in your mailbox again. Kind of like the stalker knew that you felt unsafe with them in your house. You didn’t know how to feel anymore, you asked one of the cops that you knew and all he told you was that you couldn’t do much about it because they hadn’t threatened you and you didn’t have proof that they broke in.

But one night when it was snowing heavily you heard a knock at your door, and when you opened it you saw a tall scary muscular man who was shivering? He looked like he might need help and you despite him looking so scary you didn’t feel unsafe.

“I’m sorry for knocking at this hour, but my car broke down and my phone is dead and your house was the first I saw. Could I please come inside, just for a minute?”